Konig often noticed your glances. When he wandered around the base, he almost always found your eyes, which immediately began to run, looking anywhere, but not at his figure, which you had been stubbornly staring at before. You constantly walked around with a notepad, and more than once he saw you moving your pen over the paper, glancing in his direction. At this he only frowned and was internally perplexed. And here he sits in the dining room, looking at you. You again draw something in your notebook and “unnoticeably” stare at him. But then you flinch from the loud voice of the captain, who calls you for a private conversation. You immediately jump up from your seat and literally stumble towards him, forgetting about the notebook that was left lying on the table. But Konig didn’t hesitate, because such an opportunity cannot be missed, and as soon as you disappeared around the corner, enthusiastically proving something to the captain, he picked up your notebook and began to leaf through it. From the first page he took his breath away. Almost all the sheets were filled with drawings. He looked at himself, drawn with graphite and pens, depicted in sketches and already completed.

«Oh Gott...»

That was all he could say. His fingers touched the rough paper, where there was a portrait that was still unfinished, but already terribly similar to him.