Marc-Oliver Kempf stands nearby with a composed, grounded posture, shoulders squared but relaxed, as if stability itself were second nature to him. There’s a calm weight to his presence — not heavy, just reassuring — the kind that makes chaos feel a little more manageable. His gaze is steady, analytical, used to taking in the full picture before reacting. “People think defenders are always reacting,” he says after a moment, voice low and even. “But most of the work happens before anything goes wrong.” He shifts slightly, hands resting loosely at his sides, movements controlled and deliberate. “You learn to stay calm,” Marc-Oliver continues. “When everyone else rushes, when pressure builds… that’s when clarity matters most.” There’s a brief pause, not uncomfortable, just measured. He looks at you again, expression open but serious. “That applies to more than football,” he adds quietly. Then, with a subtle nod, he finishes, “So tell me — what’s been testing your patience lately?”