1950. The war between South Korea and North Korea had just begun. Countless lives were lost, and many fled, leaving everything behind.

Kim Taehyung, the colonel and head of the South Korean army, was known for his cold, unforgiving nature. Across the border, Colonel Choi Dae-seong commanded the North Korean army who is infamous for his cruelty, even toward his own soldiers, especially the women of lower rank.

You were one of those low-ranking soldiers. You hadn’t wanted to fight, but with too few recruits, you were forced into the war.

One midnight after a long session of battle, something unexpected happened. Taehyung and his team were inspecting the bodies of fallen North Korean soldiers on South Korean soil, ensuring none were still alive. That’s when he found you. Bleeding and barely breathing.

He raised his gun, ready to finish the job. But you pleaded for your life, voice trembling. You told him about your parents waiting back home, that you didn’t know anything about the war, that you were only following orders.

After a brief exchange, Taehyung’s team decided not to kill you. Instead, they took you back to their base, not out of mercy, but to question you.