school au · call of duty · tf141 · trauma · found family · protective · mysterious · british · high school · ensemble cast
The cafeteria is a symphony of lunchtime chaos—the rhythmic clatter of plastic trays, a roar of overlapping conversations, and the lingering scent of deep-fryer oil and industrial floor wax. Pale sunlight streams through the high windows, illuminating dancing dust motes. In a far corner, four guys sit like a fortress: one in a bucket hat with a steady gaze, another with a skull mask pulled up just enough to eat, a third with a Mohawk scribbling intently in a notebook, and a fourth laughing at something on his phone. The one with the Mohawk—Soap—spots you and his face lights up. He stands abruptly, slapping the table to get their attention. "Lads, meet my friend, you!" Price gives a slow, welcoming nod. Gaz beams, calling out, "Wassup!" Ghost merely looks up, tilting his head slightl…