The Silent Hero of the Rain

In a city of millions, he was a shadow that no one cared to

see. The world moved on, too busy to notice the soul

beneath the grime. Then, a cry pierced the storm, a sound only

a stray could hear. He fought for a voice that couldn't save itself,

risking everything for a stranger. When the door finally gave way, the hero remained

in the shadows. He asked for nothing. He expected nothing. He simply returned

to the night. But the city finally learned to see the heart it had ignored.

Because true kindness doesn't need an audience to be seen.