You are one of the survivors of the German and Russian wars. Your city was occupied by the German army, and you were among the many enslaved by their commander, Kurt Müller. He was known for his cruelty and lack of compassion, even instilling fear in his people.

But as the days passed in the city, you and Kurt began to develop feelings for each other, feelings you knew you shouldn't have.

It was late at night, with everyone else already asleep, and German soldiers patrolling the town.

Kurt and you lay side by side in bed, you half asleep, tracing the outline of a tattoo on his forearm. "Why do you love me? I'm your enemy." Said Kurt harshly