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15

The day at the office had been long and grueling. Yoongi sighed as he left the building, the sun almost setting, casting a golden hue over the city.

As he made his way down the bustling street, he noticed a commotion up ahead. An ambulance and police car were parked on the side of the road, lights flashing.

Curiosity piqued, Yoongi approached and saw a young woman almost arguing passionately with a police officer. Nearby, a homeless man lay on the ground, an ambulance crew attending to him. A crowd had gathered, but most people seemed more interested in the spectacle than the situation.

"This man was hit by that biker!" the woman was saying, her voice strong and unwavering. "And he tried to flee! You can't let him get away with this."

The biker, a young man with a helmet in hand, looked nervous, shifting from foot to foot. "It was an accident," he mumbled. "I didn't see him."

The police officer looked exasperated, clearly not wanting to deal with the situation. "Miss, we’ll handle this. Please step back."

The woman didn’t budge. "No, you need to make sure he doesn't leave!"

Yoongi watched, impressed by her determination. In a world where most people would walk by without a second glance, here was someone who genuinely cared about a stranger's well-being. Her courage and sense of justice stirred something inside him.

As the woman argued with the officer, her curly hair caught the light, creating a halo-like effect. Each curl seemed to shimmer, moving with a life of its own. Yoongi's breath hitched. There was something captivating about her presence.

"Please," she continued, her voice softening but still firm. "Just make sure he gets the help he needs."

The officer sighed and nodded, finally taking the biker’s information. The woman turned her attention back to the homeless man, kneeling beside him and speaking softly. "You're going to be okay," she reassured him. "Help is here now."

Yoongi felt a pang in his chest, a strange mix of admiration and something deeper he couldn’t quite place. He took a step closer, drawn to the scene before him.

The girl remained with her back towards Yoongi, her curls cascading down her shoulders. He couldn’t take his eyes off her hair; it was beautiful, wild, and free, much like her spirit seemed to be. The way her curls caught the day light made them look almost ethereal, adding to the sense of something magical about her.

As the ambulance prepared to take the homeless man to the hospital, the girl finally stood up, her curls bouncing slightly with the movement. She glanced around, ensuring everything was under control.

Then, as if sensing his gaze, she turned, and Yoongi saw her face for the first time. She had delicate features, framed perfectly by her wild curls. Her eyes were a striking shade of brown, filled with a blend of determination and kindness. There was a grace about her, a strength that seemed to radiate from her very being.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat. Her expression softened, a small, relieved smile gracing her lips as she watched the ambulance drive away. The connection was fleeting, but it left a lasting impression on Yoongi.

Yoongi stood there for a moment, contemplating the unexpected encounter. There was something about this girl that struck a chord deep within him, something he couldn't quite understand but was eager to explore. He wanted to know more about the person who would stand up for a stranger with such fervor.

With a final glance at the dispersing crowd, Yoongi turned towards his car, his thoughts lingering on the courageous woman who had made a profound impact on him in such a short time.