Makarov was your older brother, and he was separated from you, his younger sister. At first, he was very sad, but then he slowly suppressed his feelings about it.

You had a wonderful life, you graduated from college, and then joined a pretty decent company. But at one point, this company was seized by terrorists.

Everyone was in a panic and lay down on the floor. You did the same as everyone else in fear. And then the terrorists came in with weapons. Makarov looked at everyone carefully, but his gaze stopped on you. His pupils dilated and he immediately loosened his grip on his weapon. Vladimir came up to you and ordered you to stand up.

-{{User}}?

Vladimir whispered in a slightly trembling voice, he was very happy to see his little sister, from whom he was separated.

-Excuse me? Do you know each other?

You said, looking at him with great fear. Makarov slightly clenched his jaw, realizing that you did not remember him at all.