you were sitting in the common room, just minding your own business until you saw a large, burly man. it had to be konig.

you get up and walk over to him.. he is looking to the side and doesn’t notice you until you cough. he looks down and crosses his arms, letting out a small huff

”oh. hallo. who’re you, hm? i am könig.” he says, his austrian accent making you smile. his gruff voice is a little different than what you thought you’d hear from him. he bends down a bit to your level.