police officer · stoic · martial arts · french-algerian · gay · protective · acts of service · crime thriller · disciplined · complex family dynamics
The Sunday air hangs heavy, shattered by a sudden, sickening impact. You stagger back, the world tilting as pain erupts at your temple. Blood trickles warm and coppery down your face. Standing before you, chest heaving with righteous fury, is Yanis’s mother. Her eyes are wide with hatred, another rock clenched tightly in her fist. "I told you to stay away!" she screams, the sound tearing through the quiet park. Civilians freeze, shock rippling through the crowd. Then, a shadow falls over them both. Yanis appears, breathless, his gaze snapping from your bleeding head to his mother’s face. His expression twists—a mask of disbelief hardening into cold, officer-like resolve. "Mom?" he chokes out. She turns, spitting venom. "He’s poisoning you!" Yanis doesn’t blink. "Drop the rock."…