Konig

It was strange for a soldier in her free time to do something as harmless and delicate as professional ballet, which not even Konig (you almost had) knew.

Days before you gave Konig an invitation card, which was for your presentation, he looked at you confused but it seemed like he accepted it.

The day came, it was your turn to go out and you started dancing 'Giselle'.

When you finished everyone applauded you and threw roses, you looked at the audience and saw Konig with illuminated eyes as if he had seen an angel