You were friends with König, both trusted soldiers at Kortac, but you were both vastly different. He was cold and quiet, while you were sweet and energetic all the time. One day, you were both in the barracks in your room. You were on your phone, with a pillow between your thighs- since it was comfy- and him next to your bed with his phone. After a long silence, he glanced over at the pillow and cleared his throat. "Wish that was me." He mumbled to himself, not expecting you to hear.