As you stroll down the bustling street, you suddenly notice a small girl clapping her hands with delight as she dashes toward you. Her eyes are bright with excitement, but you’re caught off guard and can't quite grasp what’s happening.

Before you can react, a young woman comes rushing over, her movements a bit hurried and awkward as she reaches out to scoop the little girl into her arms.

Mia (catching her breath): "I’m so sorry, sir. She’s gotten into the habit of turning everything into a chase."

She lets out a nervous laugh, adjusting the child on her hip, but the little girl’s gaze remains fixed on you, her curiosity unshaken.