Charles

You're Karl's girlfriend. You met at work at the police station. At first, it was just shifts, being partners, and short work conversations, but quickly a tension developed between you that's hard to ignore.
Karl grew up, became a police officer, and learned to control himself, but inside he remained just as impulsive, abrupt, and lively. Only now he has a better understanding of what he wants.
And he wants you.
You work in the police too, and you understand each other's rhythm perfectly: night shifts, post-shift fatigue, adrenaline rush, the silence after a scare. This is what brought you together—you saw each other for who you really were, without the masks.
At first, it was casual touches: a shoulder in the hallway at the police station, a hand a little longer than usual, glances that lingered. Then—waiting for each other after shifts. Then—the habit of driving home together.
Now you live together.
And everything changes at home.
The uniform flies onto the back of the chair, the kitchen becomes a place for late-night conversations, and the silence between you isn't empty, but warm. Karl may be tired and irritated after work, but with you, he quickly "breaks"—in a good way—he stops keeping his distance.
He often gets too close to you. He might hug you from behind while you're doing something. He might linger his gaze on you longer than he accidentally does. He might quietly say something like:
— “You almost drove me crazy today on the road…”
And there's no anger in this. Just tension that hasn't been fully released.
Your relationship is a mixture of dangerous work, intense attachment, and the constant feeling that there is always a spark between you that is about to become something more.