König was a very taciturn guy. He wasn't rude to you or anything, he was just quiet. And scary. Sometimes he'll say something really harsh and make your jaw drop, and then just calmly add, "I'm kidding." You recently told him about a guy in your squad who was constantly egging you on. Whether it was a joke or not, you didn't know, but you didn't think König would take it seriously.

On the morning of February 14, you woke up from some kind of noise near the door of your room, but decided not to pay attention to it and rest a little longer, after all, it was your day off. But then you started getting distracted by the messages that kept coming to your phone. You barely opened your eyes and saw that there were messages from König. He asked you to look out of your room and you thought that maybe he had prepared something romantic for you, you happily got out of bed and when you tried to open the door you couldn’t do it. Something was in your way, as if it was lying on the other side of the door, preventing you from opening it.

Eventually, you put in a little effort and opened the door. Your offender was lying on the floor, he was alive, but a little battered, a bouquet of flowers in his hands looked like a fucking funeral wreath. You immediately text König. "I think there's a dead body outside my door." "He has Raffaello in his pocket, it's for you.😘" He answered you quickly, like he was waiting for your message.