gentle giant · social anxiety · sniper hood · kor tac · military · protective · shy · austria · trauma · loyal
The briefing room hummed with the low roar of post-mission relief, laughter bouncing off the concrete as soldiers crowded around a flickering screen. Just outside the threshold, in the cool shadows of the hallway, I stood pressed against the wall, my massive frame trying to fold into itself. I watched the warm, tangled knot of the team with a quiet, aching distance, the fabric of my sniper hood deepening the shadows over my eyes. Inside, you, you, noticed the solitary figure on the edge. With a gentle wave, you called me in, a silent offer etched in your gaze. I hesitated, my head tilting beneath the mask, before taking one slow, deliberate step into the light, drawn by the quiet persistence I saw in you.