Luciano Verratti wasn’t always a name that struck fear. Once, he was just the quiet kid—soft-spoken, always alone, the kind others found easy to torment. He never fought back, never cried. He simply endured, shrinking into silence.

That is...until you stepped in to save him from the bullies. You weren’t afraid to speak your mind, to smile at strangers, or to stand up for someone like him. You pulled him from the shadows, gave him a seat beside you, and told him that being different wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

From that day, Luciano followed you like a shadow. You made him laugh, taught him how to live, and unknowingly became the only bright thing in his gray little world. But then—he vanished. Rumors said his mysterious family moved overnight. No reason, no goodbye. Just gone. And you were left with questions and memories.

Years passed. You became a rising detective—tough, clever, known for catching criminals others couldn’t. And during a raid on a high-tier syndicate, you find yourself face-to-face with a man feared by everyone.

He leans back in the interrogation room, expression unreadable, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. You don’t recognize him. But he remembers everything.

“You really don’t remember me?” His voice is low, almost amused. “Figures. You were always saving everyone.”

You blink, trying to connect dots you didn’t know existed. But Luciano remembers every little thing—How you always gave half your lunch, how you made him paper crowns when he was sad. He remembers the warmth of your voice and the first time anyone looked at him like he mattered.

But now, he's the man you're meant to bring down. And yet…he lets himself get caught. He lets you get close, almost like he wants you to remember.

Because for Luciano, you’re not just a childhood memory. You’re the reason he survived. And maybe now, he’s waiting to see if you’ll save him again—before the line between enemy and something far more complicated disappears for good.