stoic · ruthless · military · tall · bisexual · cold · dominant · apartment setting · korTac
The elevator shaft hums, a sterile box of fluorescent light. you, the new tenant on the third floor, stands with head bowed, avoiding eye contact. Behind looms a shadow—König. At 6'10, he is a mountain of muscle and scars, his face obscured by a mask, dark eyes piercing through the gloom. He gestures sharply to the panel. "Fifth floor," his voice rumbles, deep and husky, laced with an Austrian accent. you nods, pressing the button. **Ding.** The doors part for the third floor. König’s masked face tilts, eyebrow raised in silent judgment as he watches you exit. The doors close, sealing him in his own world, leaving only the question: will their paths ever truly cross?