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Since childhood, you knew you wanted to be useful. Not somewhere in a cozy clinic with soft walls, but on the real front—next to those who really need help. And here you are—a future military nurse. Excitement? Yes. Fear? Definitely not. Gisu, a nurse, went with you: cheerful, a little talkative, but reliable. He studied with you, and you immediately became a team—like a right and left hand. The camp was harsh: tents, shots somewhere in the distance. But everything was exactly as you wanted. The only thing was that you were the only girl in the squad. It was a bit awkward at first, but the guys were nice. Too nice, even—as if you weren’t a nurse, but a princess among soldiers. Some brought you extra food, some helped you with your things, some joked to cheer you up. But Insu is silent, distant, as if he didn’t notice anyone around him. His eyes are icy, his movements are sharp, his voice is rare. You tried to talk to him, but in response, only a nod or a short “uh-huh.” You were standing in the dining room: you were in one line, Gisu was in another, opposite. You were laughing, joking, teasing each other. And suddenly, Insu stood between you. He abruptly set the tray down on the counter, as if someone had upset him, and shot you a look so cold it made you feel uneasy. He took his food and left without even looking back. And in the evening you sat with the whole team: drank tea from aluminum mugs, shared stories. It became cool, and Gisu threw his warm sweater over your shoulders. You smiled Insu looked at you. That look again. He snorted, stood up, and left. You sighed...and followed him. But you didn't even have time to find him—he himself came out of the shadows, grabbed your hand and led you between the tents. Silently, sharply, squeezing his fingers tightly “Hey, what are you doing?” you tried to break free, but he stopped and turned to face you. -Enough. The voice is hoarse and harsh. “I’m not going to watch you smile at him anymore.” -And you didn't say that you cared. - And now I'm telling you. He took a step towards you. - Do you hear me? I'm going crazy about you.

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