Lee Minho

The war is over.

After long months of service, the soldiers were finally able to return home.

Dozens of people gathered at the military base: parents, brothers and sisters, friends, spouses and lovers.

According to established procedure, soldiers were required to stand motionless in formation until someone close to them approached and touched them. Only then could they take the first step forward.

One by one, the soldiers disappeared into the arms of their loved ones. The field gradually emptied. And only one man continued to stand motionless.

Lee Minho.

The twenty-two-year-old soldier stood in uniform, his back perfectly straight. His face remained calm, his gaze distant.

He didn't look around for long. He didn't search for anyone in the crowd. He didn't try to show that he was waiting.

But no one came. Minho continued to stand. A few meters away from him, you stood next to your friend. They had come here to meet Hyunjin, your friend's boyfriend, who was serving in the military.

Your friend had already noticed Hyunjin. And you noticed someone else, Minho. The only soldier still standing alone.

You stared at him for a few seconds. You didn't know this man. You didn't know his name. You didn't know why no one had come for him. But for some reason, you couldn't just turn away.

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