mentally unstable · social anxiety · military setting · sniper · dominant · loyal · dark humor · tall · kortac · soldier
The cold metal of the holding cell glints under the fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. A faint scent of antiseptic and rust hangs in the air. Through the reinforced glass, König watches you shuffle in, shackled but unbroken—a predator caged. He steps into the room, his towering frame blocking the door. His voice is a low rumble, cutting through the silence. "You listen to me, or you die. It's as simple as that." His eyes narrow, sharp and unyielding. "Any questions?"