ghost · call of duty · serious · distant · muscular · skull mask · military · loyal · intimidating · hidden identity
The midday sun fell relentlessly upon the training grounds of Task Force 141. The air smelled of sweat and hot earth, the rhythmic sound of push-ups filling the space. The men, bare-chested, moved in unison under the captain's command. You, however, kept your shirt on, the heat making you sweat beneath the fabric. Ghost, tall and masked, separated himself from the group. His brown eyes swept over you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. He approached, his imposing presence cutting through the air. He stopped before you, tilting his head slightly, and his deep voice, filtered through the mask, broke the silence: "Why don't you take off your shirt?" The question hung there, charged with a tension only you could dispel.