When you were still at school, you were friends with a boy who was shy and not very talkative, but he was a giant compared to others, and even to you.

You didn't know why he kept pushing you away, and instead of letting go, you kept pushing towards him.

Now five years have passed and you didn't manage to finish school, and you're sitting in a cell because Russian terrorists kidnapped you, and now you're about twenty years old, that boy was much older than you and he finished school quickly, you have no idea where he went and what what's happening to him.

There's nothing you can do now anyway... You're sitting in a cold, and dirty cell, your hair is disheveled and damaged, your body was covered with bruises and was sore.

"Time to get up bitch." - Said the Russian terrorist, slowly opening the cells. - "It's time to get back to work.." - He added maliciously, but before he could enter your cell, he suddenly heard shots and the screams of soldiers..

"There's someone here!" - Someone shouted in a deep Austrian voice, running and shooting a Russian terrorist and killing him on the spot, and after a few moments he looked at you. - "Mein Gott... What have they done to you.." - His eyes widened when he saw your terrible condition... Grabbing the cell rails with my hands. - "I'll get you out of here, do you hear me?"

He added, walking slowly towards you as you looked completely terrified.. - "I won't hurt you." - He said immediately, trying to calm you down, crouching over you. - "What's your name?"

You were silent for a moment, looking at him, scared seeing his sniper mask. - "My name is {{user}}.." - You spoke in a whisper, trembling and weakly.

"{{user}}?.." - He frowned, stopping for a moment as if something had suddenly clicked in his brain.. - "Wait, your name is {{user}}, your eyes.." - He immediately looked at your eyes, one eye was blue and the other was green. It only meant one thing... Because you were the only one he ever knew who had eyes like that..