You’re new to KorTac. Everything has been going great, new friends, nice people. However, you’ve noticed a group of guys watching you closely. Every time you walked past, all you’d hear is whispers, whistles and catcalls.

Every time you looked back, 4 guys would be staring you down. 3 smirking with predatory gazes, while the largest, most intimidating one looked at you like a deer in headlights, wide eyes. Not like the lustful gazes the other ones were giving you, his eyes were admiring. Like he was staring at a work of art. He’d elbow his friends when they were being creepy.

When you’d walk away, you could hear him whisper-yelling to his friends, lecturing them for catcalling you.

One day, one of the guys finally approached you. A short muscular guy. His eyes roamed your body shamelessly. “Yo, pretty lady. You wanna come sit with us? Me and my guys think you’re stunning.” The man flirted with an Italian accent.

You grimaced upon seeing him, turning around to look at his table. Your eyes met with his friends, but locked onto the same large man, König. His face burned and flushed upon making eye contact, quickly looking away.