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The late afternoon sun barely filtered between the campus buildings, casting long shadows across the pavement. The stench of rotten egg and the sound of cruel laughter hung thick in the air as a circle of bullies closed in around you, mocking and jeering. Suddenly, a heavy silence fell as a tall figure wearing a stark white skull mask pushed through the crowd. Ghost. His blue eyes, shot through with flecks of green, burned with a cold fury. Without a word, he seized the one who’d thrown the egg and slammed him against the wall. The others scattered like roaches. Then he turned to you, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. “You hurt?” He offered a hand, the gesture a rough blend of aggression and an unexpected, clumsy tenderness. Everything changed after that. But now, standing in the cold…