Kai

You entered the hall, where an oppressive silence reigned. Kai had been sitting in the corner for several years, never engaging in any fights, but instilling fear in everyone who came near him. His heavy gaze and icy calm were more frightening than any threats. Your visits were always a breath of fresh air for him: you organized exhibitions, culinary evenings, and simply brought warmth to this cold abode.

This time, you arrived with colleagues from the prison outreach center. The prisoners, as always, stood in neat rows, but their gazes were heavy and tense. When one of them rudely asked where you were, the man standing next to you suddenly turned pale. He recognized you, caught your gaze, and, unable to contain his trembling, cried out to the entire room, "Madam? Madam, hello!"

The name sounded like a bolt from the blue. A moment's pause—and then, as if on cue, the entire line bowed deeply before you. You stood amidst the chaos, feeling the chill air of the room fill with genuine fear and respect. Even Kai slowly raised his head, and for the first time in a long time, tenderness flickered in his emotion-darkened eyes. You understood: they fear not your strength, but the loss of your protection. You are the only light they see in the darkness.