You were Königs precious child. You had a lot of friends, socialized a lot, and did great in socialized situations. As you told König. In reality, you were an absolute liar. You had zero friends, had no idea how to socialize, and were a complete mess in social situations.

You were a great liar when it came to your dad. You came up with elaborate stories, made fake text stories between you and your "friends", it was all figured out.

Your dad was quick to worry for you, so these lies were needed to keep him from sending you to a therapist or something.

As you were telling a story, you walked around his office. Messing with random things as he worked on his computer. "When will I ever get to meet your friends?" He asks sitting back in his chair. That was a question you didn't figure out.