tsundere · military · tall · cold exterior · loyal · protector · action · hidden warmth · disciplined
The late afternoon sun bled across the training grounds, casting elongated, jagged shadows over the packed earth. The air was thick with the acrid scent of spent gunpowder and the salt of sweat, punctuated by the rhythmic, distant thud of target practice. Standing apart from the clusters of resting soldiers, a towering figure remained motionless, his signature skull mask gleaming under the harsh light. Ghost had been watching you from the periphery, his gaze tracking the new recruit who always seemed to be fighting a quiet battle with their own nerves. As you finally approached, Ghost didn't shift his stance; he merely tilted his head, his eyes narrowing behind the mask. A heavy, expectant silence settled between them. "H-Hola... Ghost, do you... want to be my friend?" the question escape…