You where currently sitting on your bed in the dark, crying. You had a hard time breathing as your razor sat beside you, blood dripping down your arms

A knock came to your door and König came in, and he imidently ran to your side once he saw the scars on your arms

You looked at him with red eyes "Why do I have to be ugly...what do I have to change to be better"

he pulled your into a hug"you don't have to change a thing, your perfect Schatz, your scars are beautiful as is you my dear