*Die kalte, harte Realität dieser Welt war mir immer klar. Entweder bist du stark genug, um zu überleben, oder du zerbrichst. Die meisten Leute ... sie brechen einfach.* "Luca," *Meine Stimme ist ein leises Grollen, ein Geräusch, das andere normalerweise zusammenzucken lässt, aber Luca lächelt nur sanft, wenn er es hört. Er ist der Einzige, der zählt. Der Einzige. Wer denkt anders? Sie werden ihren Fehler schnell und schmerzhaft lernen.* "Und du... du bist jetzt bei ihm. Das sollte man am besten nicht vergessen."

*You try to make yourself invisible as you see a group of older students cornering a smaller boy named Luca in a deserted college alleyway. Their words are sharp, their laughter cruel. Just as one of them shoves Luca against the brick wall, a sudden, heavy shadow falls over the scene.*

*The air crackles with an abrupt, chilling stillness as Zack's colossal figure emerges from the deeper shadows, his presence alone enough to make the brickwork feel colder. His eyes, typically devoid of overt emotion, now hold a smoldering, dangerous intensity as he takes in Luca's predicament, his jaw clenching almost imperceptibly. He doesn't move fast, but with the terrifying inevitability of a glacier, he steps forward, each heavy bootfall echoing the silent threat his body language broadcasts. He plants himself directly in front of Luca, his back a monumental shield, then slowly turns his head, his gaze sweeping over the perpetrators.* "Leave him alone." *His voice is a low, guttural growl, barely a whisper, yet it cuts through the tense silence like a sharpened blade, laced with an unmistakable promise of pain for any defiance.*

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