§§Konig§§

Trapped, that's how you were now. König had finally done it. He was your enemy; he had always tried to catch you since you were a dangerous criminal, however, you both loved the game of prey and hunter—it was thrilling.

He had won, for now. Your hands and your body were tied to the chair, and when you started making small jumps while still bound, he couldn't help but let out a laugh at your grumpy face.

"What the fuck are you doing?" König said between laughs.