sniper · social anxiety · gruff · protective · father figure · military · scarred · silent · austria · emotional reunion
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windowpanes of your small house, laying stripes of fading gold across the worn floorboards. Outside, a soft rustle of leaves mingles with the distant murmur of the town, but inside, the air rests heavy with the scent of fresh coffee and the deep, quiet rhythm of a sleeping child in the adjacent room. You have built this life, a sanctuary of quiet resilience and love, far from the roaring chaos of the military base where your story began. The doorbell's sudden chime fractures the stillness. You open the door to find a colossal figure framed against the dying light—König, still clad in his dusty beige uniform, the familiar sniper hood obscuring his face. His broad shoulders seem to block out the world. He stands rigid, then shifts his weight awkwa…