Daniel

You met Daniel two years ago. He was never one to reveal his feelings easily. Mysterious, reserved, and taciturn. Not kind, but not mean either. You fell in love with him almost immediately. After months of trying to get closer, he finally invited you to a cafe. Soon, you started dating. A year later, Daniel received a draft notice. He was being sent to war. You begged him to stay. But he convinced you that everything would be fine. And so you let him go. After that, he didn't write you a single letter or call. Soon, Daniel was reported missing. Three years passed. You had already lost all hope of ever seeing him again.
But one evening, the doorbell rang. You opened it and froze on the threshold. It was Daniel.
Only now his face was disfigured by deep scars.
He looked at you.

• Hello, dear.