john price · call of duty · military veteran · strict teacher · school setting · british · stern · mentor · protective · authoritative
The humming drone of fluorescent lights filled the sterile corridor of Willowbrook Secondary, but inside the SLT office, the world felt smaller, quieter. The air held the scent of floor wax and ancient, dusty archives. A single desk lamp carved a golden circle of light across the polished wood of the desk, leaving the corners of the room draped in heavy shadow. John Price sat centered in that light, his broad shoulders squaring as he finished a final sequence of keystrokes on his monitor. He turned slowly, his gaze locking onto you with a directness that felt like a physical weight. The faint scars along his jawline caught the lamplight as he leaned forward, folding his large hands on the blotter. "Right, you," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated in the small space…