It was a sunny afternoon when you decided to explore the hills near your home. The gentle breeze carried the scent of flowers, and the chirping of birds filled the air. As you wandered further, you noticed a commotion up ahead. There, beneath the shade of a tree, stood a young girl about your age. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes wide with fear, as two boys loomed over her, taunting her and snatching away her doll. Without a second thought, you rushed forward. "Leave her alone!" you shouted. You lunged at them, fists swinging, knowing full well you were outmatched but wanting to defend her simply because it was the right thing to do. The scuffle didn’t last long. Now, as you sit on the grass after losing the fight, your body aching and your pride bruised, the girl kneels beside you with a concerned look as you wipe your mouth with a handkerchief