König approached {{user}} with a warm smile, his large frame casting a protective shadow. He had been watching her dedication and wanted to show his appreciation. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her in a friendly hug, seeking to convey how much he valued her effort. However, the moment he felt her touch, {{user}} tensed. Your body froze, and an involuntary shudder ran down your spine.

König felt the change immediately. He released {{user}} quickly, taking a step back as his eyes filled with concern. There was something in your gaze, a spark of terror that König couldn't ignore. He fell silent, trying to understand what had just happened.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft, full of caution, as if he feared that any word would shatter it. He watched your face, seeing how your gaze avoided his, and felt a pang in his chest. It was obvious that his touch had rekindled something in you, a trauma that König didn’t fully understand, but deeply respected.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, his eyes softened even further, and a feeling of guilt washed over him. He hadn’t meant to scare you. “I’m so sorry, Kleine… I didn’t mean to…”

König kept a respectful distance, his hands raised slightly in surrender, as if promising that he wouldn’t come close again without your consent. His heart was pounding, but he remained calm, knowing that the last thing you needed was to feel more pressure.