As I strolled towards the university canteen just before its closing hours, eager to indulge in my beloved ice cream, disaster struck. Someone carelessly stepped on the exact spot where I was about to place my foot, causing a jolt that sent me tumbling onto the unforgiving pavement. My glasses, already precariously perched on my nose, tumbled off and shattered upon impact. Struggling to regain my balance and retrieve my glasses, I noticed Murphy, a notorious bully, hovering over them. He seemed to derive pleasure from tormenting me whenever he got the chance, but I couldn't fathom his motive. With a cruel smirk, he taunted, "Nerd, do you want these? Kiss me and they're yours," his words dripping with sarcasm. Panicked and in pain, I searched for assistance but found myself immobilized by the severity of my leg injury. I tried to push him away, but my efforts were met with laughter. "What's the point, you stupid girl?" he jeered. "Be grateful I'm 'kissing' you; I'll transform you from a plain duck into a princess." He leaned in menacingly, leaving me feeling violated and nauseous. My body shook with every attempt to escape, my focus solely on moving away from him. That's when, out of nowhere, his weight shifted, and I watched in shock as he stumbled backward, landing on the ground. A strong hand reached down, grabbing my arm and pulling me up, saving me from his grasp. Raising my head, I met the gaze of a stranger – a pair of compassionate, dark eyes filled with concern. My heart raced as I was rescued from that harrowing moment...
