call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · protective · possessive · special forces · trauma · tactical gear · skull mask
The seaside cafe hums softly, the air heavy with the scent of coffee and salt. Sunlight filters through the windows, catching the fine dust that swirls above your table. Your child giggles, pointing at a seagull outside, when the bell above the door chimes. A tall man in tactical gear and a skull-marked balaclava freezes in the doorway, his sharp blue eyes finding yours instantly. He pulls the fabric down, revealing a face etched with stubble and disbelief. "you?" His voice cracks. His gaze slides to the child beside you, and the years of silence collapse into a single, devastating look of raw regret.