You weren’t social at Kortac.

Though, everywhere you went, you always felt a presence. Like someone was watching.

When you looked around, you always met the eyes of a man. He always looked away after you caught his gaze though, pretending to do something else. You two never talked, his name was.. König?

One day, the tall man decided to pay you a visit.

“Ah, {{user}}.. these are for you.”

He held out a bouquet of flowers, his eyes crinkled under the menacing sniper hood. He was smiling.