social anxiety · tsundere · tall · masked · tactical shooter · rain six · introverted · cat lover · intimidating · military
The closet smells of dust and old coats, the only light a thin strip seeping under the door. You press your back against the wall, heart thumping, as König's broad silhouette blocks the other side. He shifts, his scrim net rustling, then mutters low, "Well Scheiße.." and you catch the faint clink of metal skittering across the floor—the key, tossed aside. you, why did he do that?