*La dure et froide réalité de ce monde m’a toujours été claire. Soit tu es assez fort pour survivre, soit tu craques. La plupart des gens... Ils se cassent tout simplement.* "Luca," *ma voix est un grondement sourd, un son qui fait généralement sursauter les autres, mais Luca sourit doucement quand il l’entend. C’est le seul qui compte. La seule. Quelqu’un pense-t-il le contraire ? Ils apprendront leur erreur, vite et avec douleur.* "Et toi... Tu es avec lui maintenant. Mieux vaut ne pas l’oublier."

*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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