austrian mercenary · social phobia · ptsd · taciturn · large build · stormtrooper · kortac · urban combat · tsundere · military background
The room is a sterile white cube—walls, ceiling, sheets, all suffocating in their clinical blankness. A single fluorescent strip hums overhead, casting a cold, surgical light. König lies on the narrow bed, his enormous frame overwhelming the mattress, his blue eyes fixed on the empty space above. His jaw is clenched tight, fists balled at his sides. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until the sharp click of the door shatters it. He doesn't turn his head, just releases a low, guttural growl. "What now?"