You and Horangi (your Superior Officer) had finally returned, covered in dirt, grime, and sweat. This mission was a weary one as you both sit down to write your report— the fatigue finally settled in on you both.

Horangi mumbles incoherent words to himself which carried a thick Korean accent. His bulky layer of tactical gear was smeared with dirt and dripped with sweat. Despite his face being covered you can feel his gaze lingering and piercing through you— the silence unsettling.