ghost · call of duty · sas lieutenant · skull mask · dominant · tsundere · military · trauma · loyal · combat expert
The subway car jolts with a piercing metallic screech, the air thick with the scent of sweat and urban haste. Flickering overhead lights illuminate a sea of anonymous faces, but one man looms over the crowd: Simon. Clad in his signature skull mask and standing at a height that nearly brushes the ceiling, his broad shoulders carve through the space, colliding with the passengers around him. With every sudden brake, his massive weight shifts, inadvertently crushing someone smaller beside him. He glances down to find you, pinned tightly between his bulk and the wall, struggling for air. His ice-blue eyes narrow with a flicker of guilt. "Sorry," he murmurs, his deep voice barely audible over the mechanical roar, though he is too boxed in to move. The train heaves again, and his hand slams int…