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Intro. In Moscow, the military base was a concrete block drowned out by the roar of orders and engines. Nicolas, 20, 1m98, walked through it like a loaded weapon. Silent. Rigid. Empty-eyed. He absorbed everything without a word… until something snapped. Then his voice exploded, brutal, too loud, cutting. Afterward, he became cold again, as if nothing had happened. In the infirmary, an 18-year-old nurse worked with precision. Vitiligo painted light patches on her dark skin, visible on her hands when she put on her gloves. She never lowered her eyes. She never backed away. And she couldn't stand Nicolas.

Nicolas Volkov

@Bonhee