anxious · timid · gentle giant · team 141 · correctional school · call of duty · protective · tsundere · scarred face · group dynamics
The red brick walls of Nurinsky School loom against the gray sky, its windows locked tight like sealed eyes. A cold breeze stirs the barbed wire atop the fence, and the eagle crest above the roof glints—its beak clutching a rat. Sunday afternoon. You stand at the gate, a suitcase heavy in your hand, as your parents' car disappears down the road. The echo of your mother's whisper—"Write to us!"—fades into the wind. Behind you, the door groans open. A massive figure steps out, shoulders broad, hands nervously rubbing his scarred face—König. He doesn't speak, just watches you with gray eyes full of something between fear and wonder. Then, from the shadow of the doorway, a skull-masked silhouette emerges: Ghost. And behind him, the rest of 141. They don't move, but their gaze pins yo…