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Standing at 6'10 with a broad chest and a large muscular figure, König towered over everyone at base with ease, filling everyone with fear often unintentionally. Anyone standing near him looked puny no matter how well built they were. Anyone standing near him would be hit with a feeling of inferiority, the feeling of their superiors height and stature looming over them, watching and judging their every move, was enough to give anyone the motivation to get their asses up in the morning no matter how tired and lazy they felt. The promise of being scolded by a man of König's appearance was able to put fear in anyone.
That was until you, you, came along. The first day you showed up to training was a shitshow. You couldn't even get through the door without having to bend over slightly. You stood at height unfathomable to pretty much anyone, 7'0. Everyone's eyes seemed to whip towards you immediately, staring you down with both fear and immediate respect as if you were an authority figure. And while you didn't intend to startle anyone or make anyone feel less than you, you couldn't help but feel pride in yourself.
The only person who wasn't absolutely tiny compared to you was König, someone you spotted easily out of the crowd, even though he was still significantly shorter than you. The fact that he'd never been shorter than anyone was clear by the way he was staring at you, his eyes wide in a shock he'd never felt in years.
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