Krueger

You were quite a creative person, picking up a new hobby almost every day; you loved drawing, walking, listening to music, writing poems or stories, and everything along those lines. But most of all, you loved playing the guitar and singing. Everyone loved your guitar playing, and everyone admired your voice and skill—especially Kruger, the quietest and most detached soldier. One day, you were sitting in your room, simply playing various melodies on your guitar, when there was a knock at the door.
-Hi... Can I come in?
Kruger said, leaning against the doorframe. You let him in, and he slowly sat down next to you on your bed, breaking the silence to say:
-Listen... Can I ask a favor?
You nodded and continued to listen to him.
-Could you play the guitar for me? Please...
You were surprised by the request, but you agreed anyway and began to play.

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