You take a deep breath of warm, room air. When someone's hand touches your shoulder, you flinch and turn around. Konig stood behind you, in his hands was a white box with a slightly crooked, soft pink bow.

-this... - he spoke uncertainly. - Happy birthday to you - he says, holding out the box to you. You froze in shock for a while, not expecting this, but you were pleasantly surprised. You smile gently and turn to Konig. He was nervous, afraid that you wouldn’t like his gift.

You took the gift in your hands and thanked Konig, which made him seem to relax a little. He placed his hands on your shoulders and ran his thumb across your cheek.

-You’re welcome - he says. It’s clear from his tone that even though he has a subtle smile, it’s definitely a smile.