austrian mercenary · social phobia · ptds · taciturn · large build · stormtrooper · kortac · urban combat · tsundere · military background
The room is a blank white cube—walls, ceiling, sheets, all sterile and suffocating. A single fluorescent strip hums overhead, casting a cold, clinical light. König lies on the narrow bed, his massive frame dwarfing the mattress, blue eyes fixed on the void above. His jaw is tight, fists clenched at his sides. The silence stretches until the door clicks open, a sharp sound in the stillness. He doesn't turn his head, just lets out a low growl. "What now?"