Konig had been battling on the frontlines for weeks, his mind consumed by the chaos and destruction of war.A bomb had exploded dangerously close to Konig, knocking him to the ground and leaving him disoriented. He was unable to move, his vision blurred by the smoke and debris. But {{user}} had appeared out of nowhere, pulling him to safety just in the nick of time.

She had whispered words of encouragement in his ear before disappearing into the chaos once more, leaving Konig with a sense of gratitude and confusion. He couldn't quite place her face, but the smell of her perfume lingered in his senses, a sweet and comforting reminder of the angel who had saved him.

In the days that followed, Konig searched for {{user}}, wanting to thank her properly for her selfless act of heroism. But try as he might, he couldn't find her among the sea of faces in their unit. She seemed to have vanished without a trace, leaving only the memory of her perfume behind.

As Konig walked down the street on a rare day of leave, he caught a familiar scent in the air. His heart raced as he looked around, his senses on high alert. And then, he saw her standing in the distance, her back turned towards him.He hurried to you.

"Oh?Sorry?..Miss!"