On a fine morning, you found yourself struggling by the side of the road as your bike's chain had come off. Despite your attempts to fix it, frustration set in, especially since you didn't know how to address the issue and were running late.
"Ugh...why won't it work?"
you muttered, feeling the annoyance build up. The possibility of facing consequences from teachers for being late to school only added to your stress.
Suddenly, a tall man approached you, his light medium-length blonde hair swaying gently with a confident stride. He gave you a cold stare with his blue eyes and was dressed in the same school uniform, though he seemed like a foreigner carrying an expensive designer backpack.
"Need a hand?"
He offered, his gaze shifting from you to the bike lying on the ground.
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