6. Lucky girl

Michael's pov -

After finishing the internal meeting, we head to the jewelry shop to form this broken chain into a pendant. I am driving and Jack is resting his head as he is suffering from mild migraine.

"I insist you go home and rest. I will be at home in no time." Though I know his answer, I still want to try.

"As you are going home in no time then why should I leave you alone?" This stubborn friend won't listen to me. It's better to concentrate on driving.

We reach the shop and they ask for an hour so I won't leave without taking it. I took a cab and sent Jack home forcefully. I choose to walk around to pass the time. I take off my blazer and keep it in my car. By folding my sleeves and unbuttoning my shirt's top two buttons, I start my walk carefreely. Without the car and a proper dress up, none look at me which is a lit in the heart. I walk almost for 10 minutes and the tune of the violin hits my ear curtains. It is gentle, soothing, and calming. I couldn't control my legs not to walk toward the direction of the sound.

The notes played on the violin are quite soft and delicate, creating a sense of tranquility and relaxation. The tempo of the tune is slow and steady, allowing me to fully immerse myself in the melody. The legato bowing technique creates a flowing and effortless sound. As the melody progresses, it gradually builds in intensity and emotion but never loses its sense of ease and peacefulness. The tune evokes feelings of contentment, nostalgia, or even a sense of longing, but always with a soothing and comforting undertone.

I reach closer and a silky smooth brown hair young lady is playing the violin. Is it her? Yes, it's the same hair though she is making a ponytail now. I faster my walking speed and reach her. Her tune is finished and she is checking her hat for the collection. I put my hand on my wallet but I don't have that. It's better to see her now.

"Excuse me." I take the first call. She doesn't look at me. I clear my throat and again try to gain her attention. "Hey, brown hair." This time she turns. I feel like my heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, do you need something?" Her voice is mature and soothing.

"Umm. Actually..." I don't know what to say. Suddenly, someone snatches her hat and starts running. She is behind though she didn't forget her violin. I am following them as well. All of us are running.

"Thief. Someone stops him." She is screaming but none is concentrating on that. All of a sudden, she changes her route. I fail to guess her mind so I run behind the thief. The thief is quite clever in that he manages to escape my eyesight. I break my running with a few steps ahead due to my speed. I am huffing like an asthma patient.

"Will you dare to steal again?" Her screaming voice.

"Aah..." Someone is groaning. I reach there and the girl with the thief. She watched him. I am impressed. But in this situation, I feel pity for the thief as she is already kicking him and he is tasting the dust.

"Please leave him," I ask her but she cares a damn.

"Stopppp..." I yell louder and she pauses. The thief takes advantage and escapes from there. She tries to run behind him but I hold her hand.

"Let him go." I am quite bossy right now. In a moment, I feel unbearable pain on my right cheek.

"You are his partner. Am I right?" Her voice makes me feel something else can exist on the earth rather than my pain.

"Ouch." I groan right now.

"Not ouch. Yes. Answer me." I round my eyes and she pulls me by grabbing my collar.

"I don't know him." This is the first time in my life, I am letting someone be the boss.

"And why will I trust you? Don't think that your eyes can prove your innocence." She comes closer and I try to get backward.

"Trust me or not. I really don't know him." She immediately leaves my collar.

"Then okay." She intends to leave. I follow her.

"I wanted to talk to you." She is walking faster though seemingly she is tired.

"Sorry, I don't have time. Moreover, we don't know each other so I don't want to be with a stranger." I stop my steps.

"Strangers can be known if you let them approach." She is already a few steps ahead.

"I love to be a stranger rather than being known. There is a different kind of spark to know someone." She turns to me and her steps are backward now.

"Watch your behind. I am coming." I run slowly and she turns her back to me already.

"I am in a rush. So, please excuse me." She has a curve on her lips. I doubt I can consider it as a smile.

"You can smile openly." I offer.

"With strangers, I am not comfortable." She smirks and tries to leave me behind.

"Let's turn this stranger's introduction into a sweet meeting. I want to know more about you. You are talented." One drunk man is crossing the road, she runs to him and helps him. I also joined her. Once we are done she says, "I hate those who are addicted." I halt my steps.

"Just a bit is allowed. Right?" I try to know her limits.

"No, I hate the bar as well." Shit, it's not her then.

"Oh. But why?" I frown.

"Because they lose their control and they commit any crime. I hate those who try to escape from their pain in the name of alcohol. Learn to face, not to escape. That's what my philosophy is." I nod and run behind her.

"May I know the name of this philosopher?" I couldn't dare to ask her about the morning as there was no chance she came there to enjoy it.

"For you. The violin girl. If I ever feel like telling you my name. I surely will tell you that. Till then, bye. Mr. Stranger." She turns back finally with the intention of not extending the conversation. Though her dimple was finally visible to me. I also couldn't follow her to be a jerk in her mind.

However, The brown-haired girl has something in her. Anyway, she is not for my work as she is not the bar girl. I need my Lucky girl not any Illegirl. Eww, I am not in the BTS Army. I head to my Lucky Charm with the thought of my Lucky girl.