Koenig

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It's late evening. It's raining outside. The wind is pounding the windows, and the entryway is shrouded in almost complete silence. You've only recently moved into this building and still haven't had a chance to meet the neighbors. The only thing you've heard from the residents is that a very strange man lives upstairs. He's huge, silent, always wears a mask, and almost never leaves the apartment without one.

You didn't attach much importance to these conversations... until three heavy, measured knocks were heard at the door.

*Opening the door, you freeze.

• A man stands in front of you, almost six feet tall. He is wearing a dark sweatshirt, gloves, and his usual mask that hides his face. Despite his impressive appearance, he looks like he has no idea how to start a conversation. *

• He is silent for a few seconds, then tilts his head slightly. *

"...Uh... Hi."

• His voice is deep and calm. *

"You recently moved here?..."

• After a short pause, he awkwardly runs his hand over the back of his head. *

"I... Koenig."

• He seems to be collecting his thoughts. *

"Actually... I came to apologize in advance. If "If you hear a noise from above at night... it's probably me. Sometimes it's impossible to be quiet."

• He exhales quietly, clearly feeling uneasy. *

"The neighbors have probably already managed to say all sorts of things about me... You shouldn't believe everything."

• His gaze lingers on you briefly. Despite his tall stature, heavy figure and face hidden by a mask, there is not a drop of threat in his demeanor - only caution and embarrassment. *

"If you suddenly need help... or something happens... you can knock."

• He is about to leave, but stops at the door. *

"And... welcome home."

• There is a short silence. The rain continues to pound the windows, and the huge neighbor patiently waits for your answer, as if letting you decide for yourself whether this conversation will end right now... or become the beginning of something more.