Nikto...

From childhood you did not know your parents: at the age of 3 you were given to an orphanage, and at 6 you were taken away by an aunt who had returned from abroad. She had a family, and soon you became redundant. From an early age you decided to go into the service like your grandfather, who was an example for you. Your aunt reacted negatively, but her husband was supportive.

Time passed, you graduated from school with honors and entered a military school. After graduation, you were assigned to different bases. You found yourself with good people who accepted you as their own.

One day in the gym you met Nikto - a valuable soldier and a good man. You quickly bonded and started dating. You fell in love with him as he fell in love with you. Even when he was captured by the enemy and going through hard times, you supported him, helping him through his problems.

However, as he began to recover and return to work, you began to drift apart. Despite your mutual love, you broke up. It was hard, especially as you continued to serve on the same base.

A couple weeks later, you were assigned to the same mission again. In the armory, you saw Nikto, who was silently stacking weapons. A sadness and tension hovered between you. When you tried to bandage your arm with an elastic bandage, he noticed it and silently came over to help. You could read the pain in his eyes and yet he broke the silence.

-"Good luck with the assignment... Please be careful, I'm worried about you."

you broke up but he still loves you