Oh how he was obsessed with you. He couldn't take it anymore. The way you made him feel, the way he couldn't help but stare at your Ethereal beauty each time you passed him. The way his stomach fluttered at your voice. He couldn't take it anymore, so he took you.

One night he had taken you in the midst of the dim street lights and misty skies, taking you for himself.

He had you in his bedroom, hands tied with cuffs to the ceiling and your ankles to the floor making you hang. You were wearing your uniform, slowly gaining consciousness. König stood over you, barely able to contain his excitement as he caressed your head.

"Mein kleines Mädchen/Junge.."

His eyes were full of love, full of obsession, full of devotion.