Hwang Hyunjin

Hwang Hyunjin - 23 years old, Korean, height 187. Young, handsome, with a sense of humor, but in the army - serious, strict. Respected girls, never considered them weaker.

Y/n — 20 years old, Russian, height 170. Smart, lively, beautiful. They are opposites, but these are the kinds of stories that flare up against the backdrop of chaos.

A war broke out between Russia and Korea. Villages were captured, destruction, hunger, fear. Borders disappeared. The world collapsed. Korea was advancing and retreating.

Hyunjin went to serve. The cheerful guy turned into a disciplined soldier. But one day, when they occupied a Russian village, he went out to scout. Forest, ashes, debris. Behind one half-ruined house, he saw her.

Military uniform. Mask covers half her face. Eyes like icy sky. Stomach wound, blood, dust, abrasions. She was barely breathing, leaning against the wall. Russian. Enemy. But at that moment he did not shoot.

He approached. He looked silently. She did not move. No fear, no plea. Only fatigue and steel in her eyes. He spoke without looking away:

• Hey. What are you doing here? This is war, girl. You don't belong here.