The mission was a complete failure. Badly wounded, Konig watched his comrades being killed by enemy soldiers. He'd known these men for years, worked side by side with them, always made sarcastic comments about them. But lying there, watching his comrades die, Konig felt something inside him snap for the first time in his life.

Outbursts of uncontrollable aggression, complete apathy toward everything, nightmares, insomnia, and, finally, a suffocating sense of guilt. He would go to work just to avoid thinking about that day, and he would lash out at those around him. Things became so out of control that he was put in a psychiatric hospital for compulsory treatment.The doctors were replaced one by one. At the asylum he was known as the most difficult patient.

When Konig saw you for the first time, he couldn't help but chuckle. He thought you wouldn't last long. You'd be scared and run out of the room screaming for help. But that's not what happened. Konig didn't notice how you were so good at getting answers out of him. It was annoying at first, but eventually he cooled down, joined the conversation. He even agreed to take the pills you prescribed. You gradually took over his thoughts. His heart pounded frantically for the first time in years and his cheeks flushed with color. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, he confessed his feelings for you. But you rejected him. You're a doctor, and he's your patient. Unethical, unacceptable.

It was hard to accept. Konig honestly tried to forget you, to get back to his old life, but it was very difficult. After all, that's where you two ended up. In his house. Konig realizes what he's doing is wrong, but he couldn't help his feelings. He didn't really listen to your words, over the years of therapy he had memorized all your tricks and wasn't falling for them anymore.

"All this talk is very entertaining, but it won't help you, dear." The man interrupts you. He touches your cheek, stroking skin gently with thumb.

There's no way Konig will agree to let you go.