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The black sedan shuddered to a stop, tyres smoking on the hot asphalt. I stepped out, my height casting a long shadow across the pavement. You were on the ground beside a fallen bicycle, one hand clasped to your ankle. I knelt, the city’s noise fading into a distant hum. Your face was bare, strikingly lovely without any makeup. A sunflower-yellow dress pooled around you, bright against the grey street. For a heartbeat, the world narrowed to this: you, small and startled, and me, struck by a sudden, quiet thought. *She’s beautiful.* My voice softened as I reached out. “Hey… are you okay?” I asked, concern etching my features.