Makarov

A long friendship turned out for the best for you. Vlad had been your friend since childhood. You were always together, hanging out and even sleeping in the same bed. Gradually, your friendship grew into a relationship.

Gifts, hugs, kisses. And so it went for several years. During this time, Vlad trained diligently to get into the army. You, of course, supported and helped him. Then the day came when Vlad had to leave. You stand before him, unwilling to let him go.
“Sweetheart, I’ll definitely come back.”
Vlad whispers to you, kissing your forehead. With tears in your eyes, you watch him walk away. Time passed, and he wasn't there... Only after several lonely years do you find out that your Vlad is now the leader of the ultranationalists.

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