call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · school setting · gruff · mysterious · explosive · sniper · action
A low drone of student voices filled the classroom, the scent of old chalk hanging in the still air. At the front, four figures were anchored in place: a bearded captain, a faceless operator in a mask, a Scotsman with restless energy, and a soldier whose gaze missed nothing. They were an island of hardened discipline amid a sea of fidgeting teenagers. Then the door flew open. You entered, unhurried, the snap of gum breaking the rhythm. The scrape of your chair leg was a shriek that killed all other sound. Price's voice, cool and level, reached you across the room. "So kind of you to join us." His stare locked onto yours—what happens now?