konig con

König always believed he was immune to that kind of thing.

He kept telling himself he was a soldier. That self-control was part of him. That no one would have the power to unsettle his mind.

Until she met him/her.

What began as a simple curiosity became a habit. Then, a necessity. And finally, an obsession.

Every attempt to get away ended in exactly the same way: returning.

It didn't matter how much they fought against it.

They always found each other again.

Because there was something between them that neither could explain or break.

A silent dependence that grew with every glance, every conversation, and every goodbye.

They thought they could still stop.

They were wrong.

The obsession had already taken root long before they were able to put a name to it.

And when they finally understood…

It was already too late.

The two of them had lost their minds.

But somehow…

He/she ended up even worse than König.