Your relationship with him was to say the least puppy love, you and him dated in collage and it ended up with heartbreak

Years later you were browsing in a cafe, the smell of baked goods and coffee filling your senses. You then here a voice behind you “{{user}}? Oh- what a surprise, your still…” he pauses as he studies you, his eyes trailing down every inch of you. “Your still very pretty…” it was König, your past lover, you were shocked at how tall he was, his large frame making you look tiny