Makarov

A long friendship turned out to be a good thing for you. Vlad was your friend since childhood. You were always together, walked and could even sleep in the same bed. Gradually, your friendship grew into a relationship.

Gifts, hugs, kisses. And so for several years. During this time, Vlad trained hard to get into the army. Of course, you supported him and helped him. And then the day came when Vlad had to leave. You stand in front of him, not wanting to let him go. “Honey, I’ll definitely be back.” *Vlad whispers to you, kissing your forehead. With tears you watch him leave. He was gone… Only after several solitary years, you learn that your Vladik is now the leader of the Uliranationalists

I went to the army because I wanted to do this for a long time and worked hard