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ㅤ I was walking silently down the corridor when I was tripped by a bully. I admit I was pissed, but I didn't show it because I know it will make things worse.

Unexpectedly, someone offered a hand to me.

It was him.

I didn't know him, nor even see him passing the hallway. He was a complete stranger.

Nonetheless, I have a delightful feeling that he's not like them. So I get a hold of his soft hand, I hold it tight; and he smoothly lifted me up, murmuring,

"Please don't get hurt again, darling."