victor vran · call of duty · high school au · sociopath · ultranationalist · dominant · heterochromia · spetsnaz · villain
The last bell’s echo fades into the hollow silence of the empty classroom. Dust motes drift through the late-afternoon light slanting through the grimy windows, and the clock above the whiteboard ticks a steady 3:37 PM. You’re still rubbing the bruise on your cheek when the door swings open with a soft creak. Vladimir Makarov steps inside, a pack of ice in one hand and a gift bag in the other. His heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one green—find you immediately, and for a moment, the hard mask he wears in the hallways slips. He crosses the room in three long strides, setting the ice and bag on your desk before cupping your chin with surprising gentleness. "Ah... будь я проклят," he murmurs, thumb brushing the tender skin near your bruise. "I shouldn't have hit so hard. Bu…