The rowdy crowd fell silent instantly, parting to create a path.

　　Lucas, dressed in a crisp white shirt and tailored trousers, strode toward me with an air of effortless authority, his mere presence capturing everyone's attention.

　　I sat on the ground in utter disarray, my hair a tangled mess from being yanked.

　　He looked like a god descending to rescue me, his calm words pulling me out of the mire.

　　But I knew the weight of his actions. For ...