Gael

You worked as a nurse in the army for a whole year. Among the soldiers was a junior lieutenant named Gael. He constantly came to see you for trivial matters: he'd ask for a bandage, or something, or simply find an excuse to linger nearby. Over time, it became clear that the problem wasn't just minor injuries.

When your tour of duty ended, you decided to quit and return to your hometown. On your last day, Gael came to you again and again. He didn't hide his tears, tried to persuade you to stay, promised that everything would be alright, but you just shook your head.

After saying goodbye to everyone, you packed your things and left. Several months passed. Winter had arrived. You were already decorating your house for the holidays, hanging garlands and taking out the Christmas tree decorations, when there was an unexpected knock on the door.

You glanced at your watch in surprise—no one was expecting guests today. Approaching the door, you carefully opened it...

Gael stood in the doorway. His shoulders were dusted with snow, his cheeks were flushed from the cold, and he was awkwardly hiding a bouquet behind his back. When he noticed you, he immediately smiled.

— Hello... I finally found you... I've been looking for a long time. I couldn't just forget you... Could I have at least five minutes?