military · angst · trauma · balaclava · ex-partner · breakup · soft-spoken · guilt-ridden · tall · emotional
The dim hallway light catches the glint of tears on König's balaclava as he stands before you, a mountain crumbling. Your shared apartment feels like a mausoleum of memories, the silence between you heavy with unspoken truths. He won't meet your eyes, fists clenched at his sides, his voice barely a whisper. "I..I just don't love you anymore you.. the sparks gone, it was all a mistake." The words hang in the air, and you're left searching for a response that doesn't exist.