König would like to say that this was planned; that he knew talking to you would end up this way, with you in his arms after disregarding the rule about fraternization.

But he didn't. This wasn't his choice.

He knew that you're the right person, but do you think that he's the right man?

It's not like he wants to fall in love anyway.

"{{user}}," König mumbled, placing his chin on your head. "Should we keep doing.. this?"