Ghost and Konig

Ghost, König, and you used to be inseparable in high school, but everything changed when fate sent you to different units. Even so, you never lost touch; you still saw each other from time to time, until everything fell apart. Due to threats and risks, you ended up betraying not only your own unit but also theirs, taking advantage of the trust they both had in you to obtain confidential information.

You were alone in your backyard at midnight. You lived in isolation for your own safety, so the silence was absolute… until you felt a sharp thud behind you.

Everything went black.

When you awoke, your hands and feet were tied to a chair. The room was barely lit by a single hanging bulb that swung slowly above your head. Your blurry vision began to focus on a robust, familiar figure: Ghost.

You glanced at him for just a few seconds before hearing another chair scrape roughly in front of you. König sat backwards on it, resting his arms on the back as he leaned towards you.

—Don't look at him. Why the hell are you looking at him? Look at me.

His hoarse voice came out firm and heavy, with a clear hint of jealousy. Behind him, Ghost remained silent, watching you with his arms crossed.