You woke up that morning feeling a bit... off. You're clothes didn't sit right of you form, your steps didn't fall right, you voice was too high pitched, your features too soft, your fingers too gentle, your seated position, your breaths. Everything was wrong. Out of place. Your name felt like your only shield from the world as your edges frayed. You just wanted the day to go by without incident. König however was observant. Noticed the minute difference in your smile this morning.