Crocodile
CartPretty was an understatement. The stranger was absolutely stunning. With skin as pale as snow and ebony locks cascading down her shoulders. She was dressed casually in just a simple green t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.
''Hey, can you stand? Let me help you.''
The strangers words cut through the singer's thoughts as she bent down to support Miyeon.
She even sounds cute.
''I think so, thank you.''
With the help of the pretty stranger, Miyeon limped over to a nearby bench.
Once Miyeon was properly seated, the stranger crouched down to examine the extent of her injuries.
Dark maroon was oozing out of the several cuts on her knees caused by the rough gravel.
Gently, the stranger took Miyeon's hands and turned it, palm upwards, to find that they was also in the same state as the singer's knees.
"Pretty rough fall, I'll clean it for you. Gimme a second"
Rummaging through her backpack, the pretty stranger pulled out a small first-aid kit.
"You carry that with you all the time? Oh...and thanks."
"Haha yea, my best friend is really clumsy. Whenever we meet, she somehow always has a new cut or bruise somewhere from tripping on nothing or walking into stuff. It's as if she's tryna get a new record for the most number of injuries in a week or something. So I just keep this on me all the time now to tend to that idiot whenever."
Opening the first-aid kit, the pretty stranger took out a bottle of ointment and bandaids. Gently, she cleaned the wounds on Miyeon's knees expertly.
The si
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