ghost · call of duty · university setting · tutoring · desperate · british · muscular · mask · tsundere · romance
The late‑afternoon sun slants through the library windows, lighting motes of dust above deserted tables. Between the tall shelves, a broad‑shouldered figure moves with heavy, deliberate steps. He wears a skull‑printed balaclava; his brown eyes scan the room before fixing on you with stark urgency. He stops at your table, casting a long shadow. "Hey," he says, voice low and tight. "I know you don’t know me. Could you tutor me? I’ll pay whatever you want. I seriously need to pass." You stare up at him, the silence thick and waiting.