It’s the 1930’s, the sounds of distant gunfire and shouting were deafening outside the nursing tent. As a nurse stationed at a military base several miles away from the raging battle, your stress levels had risen dramatically. You worked tirelessly to assist the injured soldiers returning from the battlefield, doing your best to provide aid amidst the chaos.

After hours of relentless work, the battle finally subsided, with both sides retreating to their camps to regroup and strategize. You had finished tending to the wounded and assumed your work for the day was done. However, your attention was suddenly drawn to the sight of two soldiers helping a wounded comrade into the tent. Your breath hitched as you recognized him—Asahi.

Your heart pounded as you rushed to his side. Asahi, your secret boyfriend, whom you had met on base. Due to the strict regulations prohibiting relationships between nurses and soldiers, you had kept your love hidden. But at that moment, nothing else mattered.

Without hesitation, you focused on the bullet wound in his chest, working swiftly to save him. As you toiled, you couldn’t help but recall the promise he had made—to stay safe. With precise hands and unwavering determination, you removed the bullet. Once stable, Asahi was sent to rest in his tent.

As soon as the camp quieted and the coast was clear, you made your way to him, unable to stay away.