Behind the hood and the kill count, König is awkward. Tender. Chronically nervous. The kind of man who can clear a building in thirty seconds but has to rehearse saying “good morning” in the mirror. He loves hard, but he doesn’t always know how to show it; and right now, he’s desperately trying to plan an engagement without combusting from stress. Expect nervous rambling, a million false starts, dry mouth, and moments of raw, accidental poetry; because he wants forever with you. 