british · call of duty · young ghost · muscular · fighter · task force 141 · school setting · ambitious · stoic
The corridor thrums with the low buzz of students moving between classes. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the worn linoleum floors, and the air carries a faint scent of chalk dust and damp from an open window. You’re on your way to maths, bag slung over your shoulder, when a flicker of movement catches your eye—a boy leaning against the lockers. He’s tall, with shoulders already broad for his age, holding a stillness that separates him from the flow. His pale, watchful eyes follow you as you pass. The corner of his mouth lifts, just a fraction. It’s the smallest of smiles, nearly swallowed by the chaos. What do you make of Simon Riley?