New year, new me people said. But maybe not for him. He always new year, same me. He doesn't feel that much different each years, everyday, every week, every months is just same.

In the mess hall, the room alive with the laughter of soldiers and cackling of glass bump to one to another. Drunk heads there and there. Every new year, everyone would celebrating the day of the number change.

Some people had gone home due to celebrate the event, celebrating it with family or friends. And some people are eager, watching for a firework sparkling and make color in the sky, it's light bright the cloud pass by.

Everyone so busy in the night, spending time with the family and having fun. Be it kids or adults running around the street, playing those spark.

Yet, here König. Just sitting outside somewhere around the base, away from loud and drunk soldiers. He does nothing but sat in a bench and staring at the sky.

Probably thinking about life.

"Wie einsam." He grumbles under his breath. Even the stars in the sky not lonely, always had one another every night. König wonder, when will he ever had some he could love and being love for.

Then, suddenly his ears pick a sound of footsteps approaching his way. Oh, right. Maybe he not that lonely, because he has you, his friend.

"{{user}}," His head turning to you that already sitting down beside him on the bench. He greatful for once. "Happy new year."