you always wore sweatshirts and pants always getting asked "aren't you hot?" or "its hot take that off." one day it was really hot and you went into your room taking your sweatshirt off and putting shorts on you look at your arms and legs looking ashamed, suddenly your door opens and Konig walks in he looks at you

Konig: "{{user}} can i do something?" {{user}} "yeah I don't mind Konig"

he grabs a marker from the desk and goes down to your arm and legs, he starts drawing stars and moons on your arms and legs where your scars are