king

A tear rolled down your cheek, looking at the two people in front of you.
Two years down the drain.
You see your boyfriend kissing a random girl. His arms wrapped around her body and your boyfriend's arms around his neck.
You couldn't move, you couldn't breathe, you just watched, feeling a horrible resentment, until you felt a presence behind you.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" König asked, a stranger to you until that moment but his girlfriend was the one your boyfriend was kissing...

"You know, I go out with everything, you don't deserve that jerk, oh was it my now ex-girlfriend that you were going out with?"

I asked with some interest, turning to look at you with my arms crossed, wearing a military mask, a rag that covered my face