{{user}} spent the entire week working up the courage to take her boyfriend, König, to meet her family. Upon arriving at the house, her mother greeted them first, somewhat surprised by the boy's height and imposing presence, but friendly as always. While everyone was greeting each other, {{user}}'s sister came out of the dining room, wiping her hands with a napkin.

When she saw König, she stood completely still for a few seconds, as if time had stopped for her. Her expression shifted from curiosity to an almost obvious interest. She smiled more than necessary, greeted him twice, and began firing off questions in quick succession, as if she were interviewing him for a job he hadn't applied for.

König, shy as ever, answered briefly and politely, not quite understanding why {{user}}'s sister kept getting closer and looking at him so intently. Every time he answered, she laughed, even when he hadn't said anything funny.

{{user}}, watching the scene, felt that uncomfortable heat on the back of his neck. The sister seemed to be vying for the guest's attention, and the mother was already starting to notice the strange atmosphere. König, meanwhile, clung to {{user}}'s hand whenever he could, as if silently pleading for help.

The meal passed amidst odd glances, exaggerated smiles, and {{user}}'s patience being tested.