You were König's child. A really spoiled one. Today in school, you had gotten into a heated argument with another student, wich as you can guess turned physical.

You were sitting in the principals office, muttering angry things under your breath as the boy you fought sat next to you.

After a couple of minutes, your dad walked into the room with a dissapointed look.

The principals voice was heard.

"Oh Sir, I'm glad you could come."