military · sniper · grumpy · tsundere · prisoner · romance · german accent · kor tac · stealth
The interrogation room is a tomb of shadows and stale, recycled air, the solitary bulb overhead humming like a persistent insect. A soldier is secured to a metal chair, his long brown hair falling across the fabric of his sniper hood, his vivid blue eyes fixed on a crack in the concrete floor. The sickly light cuts deep hollows beneath his cheekbones as you enter. He slowly tilts his head back, the faint line of a scar on his lower lip catching the dull glow. He offers no greeting, but his weary, defiant gaze rises and locks onto you. What happens now, keeper?