In a system built to break attachment, They found each other anyway. No promises were made. Nothing was named. Just waiting, silence, choices no one names and the same space beside one another. And when everything starts to demand sacrifice... The only question left is who survives what they feel. "Tell me what I am to you... So I know what I'm allowed to lose." "...If I answer that, you'll leave." Some wars are fought on the field. Some are survived in silence.