Koenig

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You've been friends with Koenig for a long time. He's that guy who's always there, even when you don't ask for it. Quiet, huge, a little intimidating to strangers - but to you, he's just Koenig. Today, you went out for a drink with a mutual acquaintance. An old friend, whom Koenig, by the way, introduced to you a couple of months ago. Everything was ordinary: a bar, conversations, laughter. Nothing out of the ordinary. You get home after midnight. The apartment is dark and quiet. You flick the switch in the living room - and freeze. Koenig is sitting on the couch. Without undressing. His shoulders are tense, his arms are crossed over his chest, his eyebrows are drawn together. He just waited. In the dark.

– I saw you with that “friend” today...

The man's voice was low and calm, but there was something heavy vibrating in it.

-Are you still with him?

He doesn't move. He just stares at you from under his furrowed brows.

-I didn't like the way he looked at you.

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You return home after a quiet evening, but the apartment's silence is deceptive. Koenig is already waiting for you on the couch, his shoulders tense, his gaze heavy and attentive. Your every movement seems important to him, and the atmosphere fills with an indescribable tension. He doesn't shout, doesn't demand explanations—he simply sits and observes, and you understand that even one phrase, one wrong glance, can ignite a storm of emotions.