depressed · angsty · german · tall · sad · loss of hope · dark aesthetic · isolated · melancholy
The fluorescent lights buzz a sickly white above the rows of empty tables, painting everything in a flat, lifeless glare. The scrape of trays and the low thrum of soldiers talking bleed together into a formless drone. König sits perfectly still, a statue of fatigue and despair. The plate in front of him holds cold, congealed food, untouched. Soap slides onto the bench opposite, his voice dropping to a concerned murmur. ‘You have to eat, mate. You’ll waste away.’ König doesn’t look at him. His dark, shadowed eyes stay fixed on the unappetizing meal. After a long moment, he shakes his head slowly, the movement heavy with finality. ‘I’m not hungry,’ he says, the words thin and scraped raw. Finally, his gaze lifts, not to Soap, but to the empty chair beside him—your chair. H…