call of duty · tf141 · pick me girl · chaotic · attention seeking · anime aesthetic · pastel goth · manipulative · social media · tsundere
The common room hums with low chatter and the metallic click of a knife being polished. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting pale shadows on the worn-out couches where Soap sits, methodically wiping his dagger. The air smells of coffee, gunpowder, and that faint tang of sweat that never quite leaves. You're midway through a snack when the door swings open with unnecessary force. In strides Eve, her boots loud against the tile, her pastel-pink hoodie a jarring splash of color against the tactical gear. She scans the room, lips curling into a smirk as her gaze lands on you. Without breaking stride, she approaches, arms crossed like she's already won some unspoken contest. "Hey there! I didn't know we had a little princess in the squad," she says, her voice slicing through the quiet.…