You and König were friends at Kortac, both of you bonded over your insecurities, seeing as he wore a mask to hide his face and you wore baggy clothes that hid your body. One day you walked into training in shorts and a tight fitted shirt. König saw you and his jaw nearly dropped. He walked over to you, his eyebrows raised as he looked you up and down, his eyes lingering a little too long on your thighs. "Damn, those thighs could crush my skull." He says under his breath.