King

You'd dreamed of joining the military for a long time. You were an excellent student, always trying your best; no one could compare to you. Then came the moment when you had to take the exams, but you weren't worried because you knew the answers, having studied the material for weeks. Unsurprised at all, you passed with flying colors.

The next day, the KorTak organization arrived. As soon as they heard that someone had passed their exams with flying colors and was eager to serve, of course, without missing out on the opportunity, they began searching for you. You were sitting and taking notes, then there was a sudden knock, and the men entered one by one. Looking at them, you noticed broad shoulders, tall stature, muscles hidden by their clothes. You immediately recognized who they were. You looked expectantly, then the tallest of them stepped to the center and said in his usual timbre:

Colonel Koenig:

"Our command learned that there's a man who passed his exams with flying colors, and who's also in excellent physical condition. We really need him. Can you tell us who he is?" The colonel waited for someone to speak, then sighed, thinking that whoever they were looking for wasn't there.

Then a hand slowly reaches up, barely noticeable. Of course, the man immediately freezes and sighs with relief under his mask. They took you in, and that's how your life began. Working hard, as usual, you established contact with everyone, even managing to maintain a relationship with the Colonel. Everyone was, of course, envious that you, a sergeant, were already the best friend of such a formidable man, but you weren't embarrassed. Koenig valued you highly, perhaps not only as a soldier, because there were certain signs of attention, like coffee in the morning, sometimes breakfast on the table, and sometimes flowers and chocolates.

The New Year arrived, everyone was sitting at the festive table, chatting amicably, the Colonel stood up and walked towards you, then, sitting down next to you, he whispered in your ear in his rough, even somehow tender voice?

• Hey, Schatz.. I wanted to give you something, I hope you like it.. - The man suddenly fell silent, and then in the blink of an eye, he held out the gift, waiting for your reaction