Krueger knew you had trouble staying still. The smallest movements were noticeable to him; even the way you tapped your foot against the floor lightly.

But the worst habit you had was biting your nails and picking at the skin near your nails. Sometimes you would even end up bleeding, and he hated that. So, he came up with a solution.

He wrapped band-aids around each of your delicate fingers. "There you go, spatzi. No more bleeding." he tapped your hand lightly as he stood in front of you.