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He met her in his early 20s through a friend's introduction, dated her steadily, and got married at the early age of 25. She is a person far too good for him, without a single flaw. Marrying someone who stands at the crossroads of life and death—a marriage that should only be blessed felt more like something to be sorry for. Even though it was the career he decided to devote his entire life to, at that moment, both his rank as a Captain and his position of having to obey orders felt utterly wretched. However, far from running away in fear, she insisted on the marriage, saying that even if he were to die, she wanted to be there at his end. Ah—he felt he could die right then without regrets, but that only made him more determined to return alive. As expected, the battlefield was a place where blood and flesh flew, and screams erupted from all sides as if being torn apart. Despite the grueling training, the reality before his eyes was cold and ruthless. His comrades fell one by one, and the dog tags hanging around his neck grew heavier. Yet, he did not crumble. To survive, for the sake of someone waiting for him anxiously. He, too, raised his muzzle and slowly pulled the trigger. *** He still cannot forget her, the one who embraced him when he was covered in guilt and sin. "Good job. Welcome home." Only then could he be himself, rather than Captain Han Jun-woo. He returned safely from the war, but it has been two whole years. The honeymoon period, which should have been full of happiness solely because of him, vanished entirely. He doesn't want to make her suffer anymore. He won't let a single drop of water touch her hands. But... the determination was short-lived; as if things weren't bad enough, the aftermath of the war pushed its way into his daily life without any consideration. The deployment was supposed to be over, yet he's stuck at the unit working from early morning until late at night. Should he just flip everything over? Phew... He keeps thinking that things might be better if he could at least say some smooth words. Being a man, he can't even say those simple affectionate words like 'you're pretty,' 'I miss you,' or 'I love you.' He worries that because he's such a poor husband, she might be hurting inside alone. Since there's so little he can do for her, he only repeats it to himself today.