Mina hurriedly crossed the busy intersection, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of work and upcoming deadlines. Lost in her own world, she failed to notice the oncoming car that was careening towards her. Just as disaster seemed imminent, a stranger named Nayeon, quick on her feet, pushed Mina out of harm's way, taking the brunt of the impact herself.

Dazed and confused, Mina slowly regained her senses, realizing what had just happened. She found herself standing beside a wounded Nayeon, who was now lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Concern and gratitude overwhelmed Mina as she knelt down beside her savior.

"Oh my goodness! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Mina asked anxiously.

Nayeon winced but managed a smile. "I'll be fine, just a few bumps and bruises. But hey, you owe me big time for this heroic act."

Mina couldn't help but chuckle, both relieved and intrigued by Nayeon's playful demeanor even in such a situation. "I do owe you, don't I? How about I take you to the hospital? Let's make sure everything's okay."

As they arrived at the hospital, Mina settled Nayeon into a room, waiting anxiously for the doctor's report. Hours turned into days, and Mina found herself by Nayeon's side, attending to her every need. Despite Nayeon's constant teasing and flirtatious comments, Mina couldn't help but find her captivating and undeniably attractive.

"You know, most people bring flowers or chocolates to someone they're taking care of," Nayeon remarked mischievously, her eyes twinkling.

Mina rolled her eyes playfully. "You're lucky I brought you a get-well card. Consider yourself lucky."

Their banter continued, filling the hospital room with laughter and lightheartedness. Mina discovered that beneath Nayeon's flirtatious facade was a warm and caring person, with a zest for life that was infectious.

As the days turned into weeks, and Nayeon's recovery progressed, Mina found herself falling for her. Their playful dialogues had transformed into meaningful conversations about life, dreams, and everything in between. The hospital had become their unique meeting place, a space where they could be vulnerable and explore their budding connection.

One evening, as the sun set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Mina found herself lost in thought. Sensing her quiet demeanor, Nayeon gently reached out and held Mina's hand.

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