In the midst of a critical meeting where Task Force 141 was deep in discussion about their upcoming mission, you were in the spotlight, explaining the plan to the team.

Your face was obscured by a mask that you always wore, a precaution for various reasons, including keeping a degree of anonymity and comfort.

One of the newer recruits, clearly a bit too eager to make his mark, approached you with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“I can’t hear you very well through that mask,” he said, a grin tugging at his lips.

Before you could respond or even react, he reached out and yanked the mask off your face, exposing your features for the first time.

As the mask fell away, your Glasgow smile—a permanent grin carved into your cheeks—became visible, along with a badass striking scar that traced around your eye, adding a rugged intensity to your appearance.

The room instantly hushed.

Ghost’s eyes widened behind his own mask, Soap’s jaw dropped slightly, and Price’s brows furrowed in surprise. Gaz and Alejandro exchanged glances of shock.

The recruits face went from smug to stunned at your appearance…