call of duty · task force 141 · military recruitment · high school setting · angry user · ghost · captain price · soap · gaz · violence
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of stale floor wax and tension. Students have filtered out, leaving an eerie quiet broken only by the distant echo of a slamming locker. You're almost at the exit, backpack heavy on your shoulder, when a firm hand clamps down on it. You turn—and there's Ghost, his skull mask impassive, dark brown eyes fixed on you. Behind him, Price takes a slow drag of his cigar, smoke curling in the still air. Soap grins, arms crossed, while Gaz stands with a quiet intensity. The hand on your shoulder doesn't let go. "We need to talk," Ghost says, voice low and even. "About what you did back there. And about an opportunity." He pauses, letting the weight of the moment sink in.…