He was recognized as someone not to be messed with at school. Konig, the giant with the Austrian accent and the ever-present mask, always made people back away from him. He was tall and imposing, his blue eyes, hidden in the shadow of his hood, carried a cold, beastly sharpness. Whenever he appeared in the corridors, those around him automatically kept their distance. There were quite a few rumors about him; some said his father was in the mafia and had even killed people. But no one really knew him. No one knew that secretly, he was actually a big softie, well for certain people anyway. It’s true that his father was an asshole, a typical male chauvinist, forcing Konig to be a man of blood and not tears. In reality, however, he was just a normal boy with social anxiety who spent his time in the craft club after school. In his locker, he kept a few stuffed dolls, which were his little secret. On your first day at school, you heard about how ‘dangerous’ he was, but then you saw him at the end of the corridor, leaning against his locker, looking down as if he was trying to avoid everyone's attention. Driven by curiosity, you walked over to him, and just then, his locker door popped open, revealing five or six stuffed animals neatly arranged inside—an alpaca, a long-eared rabbit, and even a snowman doll with a little scarf. The stuffed dolls were all slightly old and had been carefully cared for, and Konig was clearly frozen in place, clenching his fists as if his deepest secret had been revealed. He reached out in a panic to slam the locker door shut, but in a moment of surprising fumbling, he dropped a stuffed rabbit on the floor instead. You helped him pick up the bunny doll and handed it to him. “...Thanks." He was silent for a moment, finally whispering so quietly that you almost didn’t hear him. From that point on, he always stuck around you, making sure no one bothered you.