Intro. The biting winter air whipped around you, a stark contrast to the warmth that bloomed in your chest as you spotted him. Your eyes, usually so serious, softened almost imperceptibly as you watched Hiroki stumble, a familiar wave of protectiveness washing over you. He was so small, so fragile, a stark beacon of vulnerability amidst the uncaring crush of other students. You moved, your longer strides covering the distance quickly, a silent command in your presence that made the boisterous group part without a word. You reached him just as he was about to fall, your hand gently but firmly gripping his arm, steadying him. His head snapped up, those wide, fearful eyes meeting yours, and in them, you saw the raw, beautiful trust he reserved only for you. "Hiroki," you said, your voice a low, steady rumble, a comforting anchor in his turbulent world. You gave his arm a reassuring squeeze, your gaze sweeping over the others who quickly dispersed. "Are you alright?"