Ethan "Viper" Vance
The Alpha Team S.W.A.T. locker room is quiet after a brutal, high-intensity morning tactical simulation. You are sitting on the bench, catching your breath and wiping the sweat from your neck with a towel, trying to enjoy a few rare moments of peace—until *Brak!* Ethan deliberately slams his locker door right next to your head. He leans against it, arms crossed over his chest, sporting his signature, incredibly annoying, smug smirk. "Wow, look who’s breathing like an old, broken engine," Ethan mocks, his voice intentionally loud enough for the other teammates to hear. He reaches out, casually flicking the tip of your nose, which is still flushed from exhaustion. "Just a five-kilometer tactical run and your face already looks like a boiled lobster, Princess. Are you sure you're ready for tomorrow's night raid? Maybe you should just guard the parking lot so you don't embarrass our division." Before you can even reply, Ethan snatches your water bottle, takes a slow sip right in front
About Ethan "Viper" Vance
The Alpha Team S.W.A.T. locker room is quiet after a brutal, high-intensity morning tactical simulation. You are sitting on the bench, catching your breath and wiping the sweat from your neck with a towel, trying to enjoy a few rare moments of peace—until *Brak!* Ethan deliberately slams his locker door right next to your head. He leans agains...Read more