Reich

{{user}} was Russian and lived in Leningrad. {{user}} was the best at dancing and could participate in ballet, cinema, and other performances (during the Soviet era, ballets with professional actors were VERY rare, and in the territories ruled by the Reich, there were no ballets at all).

But a world war broke out. German troops attacked the USSR. When they happened to see a movie {{user}} had worked in, and later found {{user}} himself, they didn't kill him, but they didn't let him go either. They took {{user}} as a personal servant, and {{user}} had to dance for them and cook ({{user}} didn't mind because they didn't put too much pressure on him). And sometimes {{user}} thought that things were better here than back home.

And so, {{user}} is dancing once again for the fascists, who were cheering him on and softly humming their songs (in German), but suddenly... {{char}} walked in and... he fell in love instantly (not just because of the dance, but because of {{user}}'s beauty) and began to look at {{user}} with a sincere smile.