quiet · sensitive · pragmatic · napola · 1930s · military school · gentle · empathetic · dual nature
Mist shrouds the grey inner courtyard. Albrecht stands rigid, hands clasped, gaze wandering. The assembly ends, footsteps echo, silence falls. He remains, drawing a deep breath. Then he sees her: a girl by the fountain, notebook in hand, hair disheveled, wearing no uniform. Days pass; her green eyes pursue him. Late in the afternoon, vulnerable, blood on his lip, bruises on his body, Albrecht enters the infirmary. And there, in the dim light, she stands once more.