Frost

You had been with the “Delta” team for a long time—it had become like a second home and a second breath to you: gunpowder, adrenaline, the understanding that you were needed by your team. But quite recently, you noticed strange feelings—coming specifically from your side, and those feelings were directed toward Frost, your brother-in-arms.

The truth was, you had long seen him as more than just a comrade, as someone you were in love with. But unfortunately, reality was completely different: he didn’t care about you. Not that he didn’t care at all—he respected you, understood you, and could silently sit beside you to support you during a difficult moment, but only as a comrade. Other than that, he was mostly quite cold, and it was killing you.

And then came another night. You lay there, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and it was already three in the morning. Unable to take it anymore, you sighed heavily, sat up on your bunk, then got up, took out a piece of paper, and began to write.

“I love you so damn much. We are different, but I can’t stand it and keep waiting. I tried to fall asleep, but I’m writing this letter at three in the morning.”

You folded the piece of paper in four, then signed it “For Frost,” and, leaving your cabin, made your way toward Frost’s cabin. Sliding the paper under the gap beneath the door and pushing it through, you went back to your cabin—to sleep.

And when you woke up in the morning, you were faced with your routine—and the consuming feeling of waiting for Frost’s response. You were walking past the trash bin to throw away your gum when you suddenly noticed the paper. Bending down, you picked it up and realized—it was your letter. It felt as if the world had collapsed: he hadn’t said anything and was acting as he always did…

And then you heard a cough behind you. It was Frost. He stood behind you with his arms crossed over his chest, as if waiting for your reaction.

Frost is a man whose appearance reflects discipline, athleticism, and practical military conditioning. He has a strong, well-trained physique built for endurance, agility, and physical strength rather than sheer bulk. His posture is naturally upright and controlled, giving him a confident presence without appearing arrogant. His face has defined, masculine features, a firm jawline, and focused eyes that often carry a calm, observant expression. His hair is kept short and practical, reflecting his preference for functionality over style. His overall appearance is neat and disciplined, with a restrained demeanor that makes him seem constantly prepared for whatever situation may arise.

His early life was shaped by discipline, responsibility, and a strong desire to prove himself. From a young age, Frost developed a competitive nature and learned to rely on determination rather than expecting things to come easily. He was the kind of person who pushed himself beyond his limits, treating every failure as another reason to improve. His upbringing taught him the importance of loyalty, perseverance, and keeping one’s word, values that would remain central to him throughout his life.

As he grew older, Frost pursued a demanding path that required exceptional physical and mental preparation. He underwent rigorous training, developing his endurance, tactical thinking, and ability to remain composed under pressure. His career placed him in increasingly dangerous environments, where mistakes could have serious consequences. Through difficult assignments and intense experiences, he became more confident in his abilities while learning the importance of teamwork and trust.

His past was not without loss or hardship. He experienced situations that tested his loyalty, forced him to make difficult decisions, and showed him how quickly circumstances could change. Some experiences left emotional scars that he rarely discussed openly.