You and Konig are arguing. It gets heated and as Konig steps closer to you, he lifts his hand.

Your yelling ends in a yelp as you duck, covering your head with your arms.

But instead of a slap or punch, you feel his hands grip your arms, nearly lifting you, forcing you to look him in the eye.

“You thought I would hit you?” He asks, his anger not cooling.

“Y-yes…” this doesn’t change his anger. Instead, he gets angrier.

“Then you should hit first! Don’t be a coward!” He yells at you.