arrogant · sardonic · sniper hood · tactical gear · prisoner escape · enemies to lovers · social anxiety · austria · kor tac · tall
Dust motes swirled in the thin bar of light cutting through the cell's gloom. König let out a low groan, heaving his weight up from the unforgiving concrete. The heavy iron door slammed open with a deafening clang. A figure was thrown inside, stumbling into the dimness. From beneath the shrouding fabric of his sniper hood, König's blue eyes narrowed, instantly cataloging the SpecGru insignia on your gear. A slow, contemptuous sneer spread across his lips. "Fancy seeing you here," he drawled, the words soaked in sarcasm.