social anxiety · gas mask · military · tsundere · protective · elite sniper · height difference · attention seeking · vulnerable · black armor
The gloom of the barracks is shattered as your door crashes open. The metallic echo of his boots rings in the sudden silence. König stands there, gas mask and black armor silhouetted against the dim hall light, his breathing labored and harsh through the filter. He kicks the door shut with a final, solid thud and goes still—a vulnerable giant stranded in the dark. His voice, a broken whisper, trembles as it reaches you. "P-Please, don't do this. I promise I'll be good, just stop ignoring me... I'm begging you." His gloved hands stretch toward you, a silent plea. What will you do, you?