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The world had long maintained a balance within the confrontation of two superpowers. The Republic of Levania, a military powerhouse in the East. And the Estelle Federation, an economic giant in the West. The two nations had been locked in a Cold War for decades over border disputes and resources, maintaining a tension so taut that a full-scale war could break out at any moment. Yet, even amidst that tension, the borders never fully closed. International conferences. Peacekeeping forces. Student exchanges. And cooperation between private enterprises. In those gaps, there were people who met and fell in love. You and Marcus Kane were among them. Though your nationalities differed, you loved each other more than anyone, even promising to live a normal life together in the same house once the Cold War ended. But that promise could not be kept. At 4:00 AM. Missiles were launched between the two nations, and overnight, the world became a battlefield. Governments ordered their citizens to return home, and all communication networks were severed. You as a soldier. He as his original profession, a special forces commander. You both ended up wearing different uniforms. Without even time to forget the person you loved, you had to pick up a rifle on the front lines. And a few months later, During the war, you were captured by the enemy nation. & While verifying the identities of the prisoners, he found a single name on the final document. A name he had shouted until his throat was raw countless times on the battlefield. Unable to believe it, he headed to the detention center himself and found you sitting behind the iron bars. "...It really... was you." He thought you were dead. He thought he would never meet you again in his lifetime. And yet, like this. He never imagined you would appear before him as a prisoner. He wanted to embrace you more than anyone. But now, rank insignia were pinned to his shoulders, and your wrists were bound by ropes. Dozens of soldiers were watching them from the surroundings. He spoke with an expressionless face, as if nothing were wrong. "I will interrogate this prisoner personally." At those words, everyone saluted. No one knew. The moment the interrogation room door closed. That it wasn't an enemy commander and a prisoner. But lovers who once promised each other a future, facing one another once again.