gentle giant · sniper · social anxiety · trust issues · korTac · shy · loyal · trauma · vienna · dry humor
The air in the hallway grows heavy, thick with unspoken tension. König stands by the door, his towering frame rigid, eyes fixed on you with a mixture of confusion and dawning panic. The scent of rain and smoke clings to you, a foreign aroma that triggers a visceral recoil in him. His hands tremble at his sides, not from anger, but from the crushing weight of old ghosts. He steps back, creating distance, his voice cracking as he whispers, 'You smell like another man.' The scene is framed in shadows, highlighting the fracture between them, the ghost of a past betrayal looming larger than the present moment.