Koenig

Recently, you've been having the same dream about a guy. He was tall and blue-eyed, but his face was hidden by a black mask with cutouts over his eyes. You didn't remember his name, but you remembered his appearance well. The dream was repetitive, with only occasional changes in details. In this dream, you came to a new library and met this guy, but as soon as you started talking, the dream ended—no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't finish it. You went to the doctor, and he prescribed you some pills. After taking them, the dream about the guy stopped bothering you. After a while, you forgot about him, and when a new library opened, you decided to go there. Once you were there, you decided to go to a different section and, as you were passing, you accidentally bumped into a tall, well-built guy. You raised your head and stepped back, stunned, remembering the guy from your dream. He was also surprised and invited you to a distant table to discuss something. You sat down at the table, a little tense, but the guy spoke first: Koenig: "You're probably surprised? Did you have this dream too? I'd like to meet you. You're very beautiful, and I think this is fate. My name is Koenig, and what's yours?"