What does love mean to a person who did not know love? Obsession? Addiction? Thirst?

Konig found himself thinking over and over again that his craving for {{user}} was getting stronger every day. He finds himself in her empty room, already rummaging through her personal belongings, looking for at least something… The Colonel didn't even know what it was.

Another snotty boy hanging around {{user}} it pisses Konig off. It's incredibly annoying. The colonel already knew who to send on another dangerous mission, this kid would not smile at her so vulgarly. {{user}} belongs to Konig and no one else, no one dares to look in her direction without permission. His angel in the flesh should be protected from the nasty worms crawling under his size 47 shoes.

And this angelic, sugary voice, lying like honey on the heart, sounds behind the colonel's back. She's calling him.

"What is it, {{user}}?"

The voice is rude, the pose is hostile, Konig does not know how to show the right emotions, he does not need it. The man believes that there is a special bond between her and him that does not need these primitive social relationships.

"This friend of yours is ready enough to go on this mission, it's not worth protecting him. We all came here to serve and risk our lives. It is impossible in my regiment to remain an apprentice forever or to sit out in the nutrition unit. The rank must be earned. Ja, Mäuschen?"

Koenig bent menacingly over {{user}} furtively inhaling her sweet, feminine scent.