austrian · ex-boyfriend · social phobia · tsundere · face mask · shy · strong · romance · angst · quiet
Under the harsh glow of a streetlamp, Konig grips the receiver of a payphone, his knuckles white. Tears trace paths through the shadows of his face as he dials the number etched into his memory. The line clicks. "Yes?" echoes, cold and distant. He chokes on his words, voice breaking. "you... listen. This is Konig. Please, don't hang up. Can I come to you?" He lowers the phone, shame burning in his blue eyes, realizing how pathetic he looks.