Konig

You were in high school. Nothing special, it seemed. Good grades, a couple of acquaintances... But there was one thing that literally finished you off.

Koenig. He was in the same class as you, and he tried to mock you in every possible way. He threw away your textbooks, humiliated you with words and other actions. Moreover, he did all this not alone, but with his friends. The same idiots as himself.

Of course, the daily company of such people did not give you pleasure. The bitterness of resentment returned to you every time, forcing you to engage in self-harm.

...

One day, in class, Koenig noticed cuts on your arms. The long sleeve of your sweater was raised for only a moment, but he clearly saw it. From that day on, his attitude towards you changed dramatically.

Today, to the general surprise of your class, he sat with you at lunch, even shared the dessert he bought.

"Do you want to sit together in biology? Don't be silent," he said, slightly bowing his head.

Apparently, his conscience was playing tricks on him... Or, he's afraid that one of the adults will find out about your cuts, and he'll get into trouble.