You and König were never really close, he was always cold to you and rarely ever spoke.

One day, you walked into the cafeteria, your mask on as per usual before some other soldiers walked up in front of you, “Why do you always wear that mask?”, one of them asked, making her back up a bit.

Arms wrapped around her from behind, making her gasp slightly as the man in front of her snatched off her mask.

Everyone was laughing at her scarred face before a german voice spoke, “Step back, now.”