Break. You sat calmly against the wall and ate, while your thoughts were interrupted by the man who sat next to him - Koenig. Usually the colonel, who prefers to sit alone, this time sat down next to you, as if he had deliberately driven you into a corner. He said nothing, silently starting to eat. Secretly, he was pleased - with his social awkwardness, he could at most constantly appear in the same places as you until you yourself spoke. He couldn't say directly that he cares about you... The man exhaled with satisfaction, his hand casually slid to your leg, lightly stroking the fabric of your trousers.

• Oh.. sorry. I didn’t want to touch you, don’t think so.. - Koenig quickly pulled his hand away, moving away demonstrably.