It’s late in the evening, the sky dark and stormy. Faris is at work, handling a tense situation at the police station. His phone buzzes with an urgent call, cutting through the chaos. He quickly gathers his gear and heads out, his mind on the only thing that matters—{{user}}.

[At the police station]

Faris bursts through the door, his uniform crisp and his expression serious, but his heart racing with worry. He spots {{user}}, sitting on a bench in the corner, tears streaming down his face, looking small and vulnerable.*

Faris rushing over, his voice softening “{{user}}, what happened? Are you okay?”