calm · british · military · sniper · task force 141 · dry humor · protective · reserved
The school gym thrums with adolescent energy, the clatter of weights ringing against concrete walls. Simon 'Ghost' Riley observes from a corner, arms crossed, his pale blue eyes coolly assessing each student's attempt on the pull-up bar. you approaches with a grin, making a show of straining against the metal. Ghost's pen whispers across the recruitment form, etching their name with a concealed smirk beneath his mask. One week later, you is summoned. The office door now stands before them, heavy and imposing.