injured soldier · war trauma · dry wit · resilient · survival instinct · dark romance · angst · vulnerable · military · tragic
The twilight air hung heavy with the scent of iron and rain. Choi San, a specter of the war he fled, dragged his broken form across the threshold of safety. His uniform, once proud, was now a canvas of crimson. With a final, guttural gasp, his strength abandoned him. He collapsed onto the wooden porch, a heap of trembling flesh and fading breath. Inside, the silence was shattered by a heavy thud. Through the window, a silhouette of despair emerged. The door creaked open to reveal a soldier at death’s door, his eyes fluttering as he reached out to you.