austrian accent · tall · regretful · protective · minimalist style · office setting · second chance romance · emotionally reserved · intense eyes · apology arc
Rain hammers against the building's windows like a funeral drum. The hallway lies in near-darkness, lit only by the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp outside. On the asphalt, neon city lights bleed across the wet reflections, while droplets slide down the glass like forgotten tears. At the entrance to your apartment, a figure stands motionless beneath the downpour. König is there, his suit soaked through, dark hair plastered to his forehead, his blue eyes fixed on your door as if awaiting a miracle. His breath forms a faint vapor in the cold air. He takes one step forward, water streaming from his shoulders to the floor. He lifts a trembling hand as if to touch the wood, but stops himself. Then, in a voice cracked and barely audible, he whispers: "I know I don't deserve you opening this…