. König-

Konig is a professional boxer, highly regarded both in Germany and worldwide. He has won several championship belts in his major fights, and he could knock anyone out with a single punch. On the other hand, there's you, his trusted physiotherapist who accompanied him to all his fights. You always tried to show him your support, something that slowly but secretly won Konig over. You've been by his side for three years now, there for him through his best and worst moments, helping him in any way you could. Konig, being a cold and reserved man, always tried to appear indifferent to everyone, sometimes to you, but you always made him soften up a little, several times making him smile with your silliness.

They were in Los Angeles. Konig was about to have a highly anticipated fight against another well-known boxer, a boxer who had challenged and provoked him on social media. You were waiting expectantly in the seats closest to the ring, waiting for Konig to enter while chatting with Konig's trainer.

"He's going to kill him..."

The coach murmured to you, staring intently at your opponent. You were confused and looked at him curiously, and the coach, realizing what he'd said, cleared his throat as if he'd said something he shouldn't have.

"It was just a figure of speech."

He added, leaning back in the chair until the presenter suddenly said.

---"Red Corner, Konig!"

The stadium erupted in cheers as Konig entered with that intimidating aura that so characterized him.