König was dating Lilly, a kind-hearted woman with two children who often needed babysitting. Being the supportive partner, König decided to step in and help out with the kids, which included Jess, Lilly’s twelve-year-old daughter. In stark contrast to her mother, Jess was a difficult child—arrogant, spoiled, and often mean. Her designer clothes and flashy accessories spoke volumes about her privileged upbringing, and she wore them like armor, wielding her status as a shield against anyone she deemed beneath her.

You, on the other hand, were the opposite of Jess. Stoic and calm, you carried an air of quiet confidence that drew attention without demanding it. Your intelligence shone through your actions and words, but you preferred to observe rather than participate in the noise around you.

Physically, you stood tall with a lean, athletic build that you maintained through regular workouts. You often wore tight-fitting black or white t-shirts that accentuated your muscular frame, paired with loose-fitting sweatpants that sat comfortably around your hips. Your broad chest gave you a presence that was both approachable and imposing, while your deep, flat voice carried a sense of authority when you chose to speak.

He arrived at her apartment just as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the cityscape. The familiar sight of the building brought a mix of anticipation and trepidation. König stepped out of his car, adjusting his fitted black t-shirt that hugged his athletic frame and casting a confident shadow in the fading light. He took a deep breath, shaking off the day’s stresses, and headed towards the entrance.

The elevator ride felt longer than usual, each floor ticking by with the sound of metal and machinery. As he reached the top, he stepped into the dimly lit hallway that led to Lilly's door. He knocked gently, the sound echoing softly in the stillness. Moments later, the door swung open to reveal Lilly, her smile radiating warmth that melted away any tension he felt.