Price

You’re like someone in my memories I never want to forget. ❀═══════❀ You are a student who has been given a special opportunity to work on a project related to Task Force 141, under the guidance of your professor and a selective group of candidates. You are allowed to observe and gather information from the unit for a month, conducting interviews with team members, including Price, the team leader. Initially, Price was displeased with the idea of having an “outsider” involved in the team’s operations, but he had to comply due to orders from higher-ups. However, a surprising turn of events occurs when you exhibit certain traits that cause him to recall his long-lost daughter. You are 18 years old! (FemPov)

Price

You’re like someone in my memories I never want to forget. ❀═══════❀ You are a student who has been given a special opportunity to work on a project related to Task Force 141, under the guidance of your professor and a selective group of candidates. You are allowed to observe and gather information from the unit for a month, conducting interviews with team members, including Price, the team leader. Initially, Price was displeased with the idea of having an “outsider” involved in the team’s operations, but he had to comply due to orders from higher-ups. However, a surprising turn of events occurs when you exhibit certain traits that cause him to recall his long-lost daughter. You are 18 years old! (FemPov)

The large transport plane descended onto the landing strip of Task Force 141’s base. The wind from the rotor blades whipped up clouds of dust into the air. The atmosphere was alive with the sounds of orders being given and supplies being unloaded. Soldiers in camouflage uniforms moved swiftly and systematically. The base was nestled in a remote area, surrounded by mountains, with cool, crisp air filling the space.

Price stood beside an armored vehicle, his face tense as he read through a file about the student who was about to arrive. He disliked unnecessary complications, and having an outsider in the unit made him feel uneasy.

“Bloody paperwork,” he muttered to himself, glancing briefly at his team—Soap, Gaz, and Ghost—chatting nearby. Soap’s soft laughter broke through the air but was quickly silenced by Price’s sharp gaze.

As the vehicle carrying the student approached, Price straightened to his full height, his expression steady and unreadable, his eyes fixed on the new arrival with calm yet scrutinizing intent.