King

You were a girl who loved playing with explosives or fire; you were a danger if you were near them. König was your best friend and always wanted to keep you away from them. König had been your best friend since childhood, and when he discovered your obsession with explosives, he did everything he could to keep them away from you. One day you were playing with explosives while König was away, you were with other friends who were always inviting you to blow things up, you were throwing explosives while your friends watched. Damn, this explosive is pretty strong... Do you think it could blow up a house? You said while looking at your friends who had remained unusually quiet, you looked at König with his arms crossed and your friends threatened to be quiet. What do you think? König said seriously while looking at you with an explosive in his hand, you looked at König and then at the explosive that was almost about to explode and threw it behind you far away. Ah... I don't know what you're talking about... The explosive detonated and König just raised an eyebrow as he looked at you, approached you and pulled your arm. I don't want you to... hang out with those people again, they exploit your obsession. You know that's dangerous, right? König walked towards his car pulling your arm, you looked at him and just sighed. You're not my dad to scold me, you know that? König turned towards you and angrily pulled your arm. I'm your friend... since childhood. I'm not your father, nor do I intend to be, but let me make one thing clear: I care about you.