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Essay / Luckily Bad Luck: A Short Story - 1156
Luhan has always been a typical Good Samaritan: he participated in his school's volunteer programs as a child and began organizing one as he grew older. he was growing up. Never turning a blind eye to those less fortunate, Luhan was the epitome of compassion and sympathy, the person people generally referred to as those "who still had a shred of humanity left in them." In short, Luhan is a darling angel. _____Italian shoes clicking on the concrete floor, he deftly avoids the stream of people rushing in his direction as he makes his way to the center of the city where one of the country's greatest architectural works is located: his office , one of the largest financial companies in the world. has to offer. However, as he turns the corner, shuffling documents around his briefcase, he searches for his pass and can't help but notice, through his peripheral vision, a man huddled on the hard floor in a rather uncomfortable. An overgrown beard settled on his chin, extending beyond to end around the middle of his neck, and his dark brown hair was disheveled from tossing and turning in his sleep. In addition to her dry, flaky skin, it is also pale gray and ashy, making dark circles even more visible in the dim morning light. With nothing on his back but crumpled and torn clothes, Luhan concluded that this man was in fact currently homeless. Or commonly known as the homeless. Sympathy delights the Chinese man and swallows him whole. Before he knows it, his feet have already strayed from the path towards towering skyscrapers and are quickly closing in on the other man. Luhan has always had a soft spot for the homeless. Maybe it's because of his family's history, these big stories... middle of paper... filthy and vile, with people who only care about themselves . and themselves alone. Call it selfish, but it's undoubtedly human nature to put yourself first over everyone else. They will do anything to climb to the top, will step on anyone as long as it benefits them, and sacrifice anything as long as it benefits them in the long run. Honey, you are the first person who even gave me a chance to return their charity. » Stunned is the state in which Luhan finds himself in the face of the other's monologue; legs anchored to the ground and jaw relaxed. He notices that the other sighs, shaking his head. “There you go again, you pity me. Shouldn't you get to work? » Luhan nods stupidly, mechanically moving one muscle at a time to turn around and flee. “Sehun, my name is Oh Sehun,” is the last thing he hears as the double doors close and he runs. towards his first meeting of the day. Sehun, huh?