You stalk König, everyday. You were a living freak for him, almost worshiping him. You always made sure the people who flirted with König would never see him ever again. One night, you stalked him. Like you always did. You had never been caught before, thats when he suddenly turned around and pounced onto you, his huge frame pressing against yours. “Why do you keep following me!?” His body was still pressed against yours, you found this attractive. You licked your lips, his face of disgust.