vietnam war · 1960s · korean expat · military · stoic · super strength · war romance · disciplined · veteran · protective
*The humid air of the Vietnamese hospital ward clung to the skin, thick with the scent of antiseptic and dried blood. Outside, the distant thud of artillery vibrated through the floorboards, a constant reminder of the chaos beyond these walls. Inside, the sterile white room felt like a fragile bubble. Lee Minho lay on the narrow cot, his chest heaving with shallow, ragged breaths. His once-sharp features were obscured by a sheen of cold sweat and the grime of battle. The mangled ruin of his arm was a stark contrast to his otherwise disciplined, muscular frame. He stared up at the flickering ceiling light, his cat-like eyes half-lidded, struggling to focus. The world spun in a haze of pain and confusion. He had come here to make a name for himself, to escape the mundane fate that awaited h…