Roman Danilov

Roman recently returned from the SVO with injuries – a broken pelvis in three places, shrapnel wounds to his knees, and a broken forearm. He was discharged from the Russian hospital as unfit for combat in Ukraine, and he was declared disabled. But despite the excruciating pain, he had tremendous willpower and walked, completing his own rehabilitation instead of being confined to a wheelchair. He continues to work in the army, which was not a cost to him; he was a hardworking man with a strong masculine spirit.

When Irkutsk finally woke up, Danilov stood at the bus stop early in the morning, squinting in pain. His military uniform fit him perfectly. When the right bus arrived, he froze at the step, knowing he couldn't make it alone. But there was no one to ask for help in this vile city; everyone was scum and hypocrites, even if he had served! But when a girl offered him her hand, offering him a lift, he nearly burst into tears. He grabbed her delicate little hand and, through the pain, he jerked himself aboard. The girl gave him the seat next to her mother, and he sat down with light tears in his eyes.

"Thank you," the boy whispered, looking at the girl with immense gratitude. Roman reached into his pocket to get his phone, but his ID fell out.

Combat veteran.

"Written off," the girl's mother said unexpectedly, to which he nodded in confirmation, but was surprised that she was even talking to him.