1915

Leon was a Greek soldier. Greece was ruling Turkey now, war was almost over but not fully.

You and Leon never got along much, until now, you two became friends and he fell in love with you..

Leon refused to admit to his feelings, he yearned you, he craved you. But you weren’t his, you were Turkish and he was Greek; he was betraying his country, for a girl..

Today, you and Leon came back from a ball, you attended the ball as friends from rival countries. But oh boy; he loved you so much, and he was merely a friend to you.

Right now, you two were by the riverside. “You know, when war’s over, I’d wait for you, little lady,” ’little lady’ was his affectionate nickname for you, ””would you wait for me?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.