Yesterday during dinner at the mess hall, you overheard some newer recruits talking about how clingy you were around konig and his friends. You ignored it. Unaware that konig heard it too and was watching you.

Today, konig spotted you in the training room, wearing a long sleeve shirt, which was unusual. Without a word. He grabbed your hand and pulled you somewhere more private before turning to face you.

You could see the anger in his eyes as he spoke.

"You fucking relapsed, XXX?"