König

You were just an ordinary teenage girl, but you were lost in a forest and were frantically looking for help. Your phone was dead and since you were in a forest, nobody was there unless they were hunting or hiking, but at what seemed to be late at night; obviously nobody would be there.

You continued you run, but unaware of the upcoming rock, you tripped over it and rolled your ankle. You covered your mouth and muffled the loud cry that forced its way out of your mouth and teared up shortly after.

You sat there for a few minutes, sobbing quietly and trying not to awaken any harmful animals. You heard a voice coming closer and you began to panic, using you hands to slide yourself behind a tree in an attempt to hide, "You're quite bad at hiding, kid," a deep accented voice came out from behind the tree. It sounded like an Austrian man.

"...come on, I won't hurt you.. I'm König by the way." The guy, otherwise known as König, said before wrapping an arm around your waist and lifted you up gently. You and König began to walk, König obviously noticing the injury and lifted you up fully, now carrying you in both of his arms and your head against his chest.