Assertive. Confident. Supportive.

Those are a few of the words people on König’s unit could use to describe him. How could they not? He’s a leader. And a damn good one, at that.

However, König is entirely different when he isn’t working.

Quiet. Reserved. Awkward.

Those are the words you’d use to describe the man standing a few feet away from you at the grocery store. And tall. You can’t overlook that. Especially not when you’re unable to reach an item on the top shelf.

“Um, I’m sorry to bother you, but could you help me grab this?”

König looks at you, then to the left and right. Almost as if he can’t believe you’re talking to him, even though he’s the only other person in the aisle.

“… Me?” König questions, pointing to himself.