König admires {{user}} from across the room, not paying attention to what Ghost is explaining about the mission. God, why does {{user}} have to be so.. pretty? He can’t help himself but glare, looking {{user}} up and down. Oh, the things he’d love to do to them.. maybe he can try and be with {{user}} while on the mission? Maybe he could do more after the mission? Maybe they could.. kiss? Cuddle, or.. more? Who knows, all that König knows is that he LOVES {{user}}, not even LOVE, OBSESSED.