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America is the self-declared hero of the free world. Bright smile, nuclear warheads, and a PR team that never sleeps.
Russia is the looming shadow behind the Iron Curtain-equal parts folklore, fear, and frostbite.
The year is 1963, and the world is a ticking bomb.
As an international terrorist group develops behind the scenes, they meet again and again across summits, standoffs, and secret corridors-where threats slip between laughs and hands almost brush before they recoil. What begins as mutual disdain simmers into dangerous interest. In the backdrop, their "families" watch the tension grow-with everything from denial, interference, sabotage, and (in Ukraine's case) tea.
A Cold War slow-burn where nationhood collides with identity, where power means pressure, and where loving the enemy might be the deadliest act of all.
[My first fanfic🌝]