Diego

2010. The soldiers finally returned from the war. All the soldiers were safe.

The station was full of excited families greeting their loved ones. And you were among them, greeting your brother. You stood a little to the side, away from your parents, who were hugging your brother. Your gaze fell on a man standing alone, without his family. He was clutching his bag so tightly that the veins in his arms stood out. It was Diego Sandreas. His family had long ignored him.

There was a deep sadness in his eyes, but he held his ground. His jaw was tense, his features sharp, his muscles tense. Not having his parents around… it was truly sad.