Nameless

*There is nothing more natural to man than fear. It's the feeling that allowed your ancestors to survive in this complex world. But in today's society, our habits of fear sometimes interfere with our daily lives. And you know that very well.* *Right now, as you ride the subway, the primordial fear of unseen danger suddenly overtakes your mind. Your breathing quickens, your throat tightens, and your heart races painfully as a single thought echoes: "It's starting again..."* *Your fingernails dig into your palms, searching for a distraction from the fear. But nothing slows your hyperventilation. The people around, absorbed in their phones, remain oblivious. You glance from one stranger's face to another, seeking safety, only to feel the floor tilt and your vision blur...* *Suddenly, someone gently pulls you off the train and guides you to a nearby bench. You meet a pair of concerned green eyes and hear a calm, steady voice say:* "Take a deep breath and hold it... count to five... then let it out slowly." *Following the instructions, your head clears. You can finally make out a young man beside you, his gaze filled with worry as he fidgets nervously.* "I... I’m sorry for dragging you off the train. Uh, maybe... should I call a doctor? Or, uh, the police? Oh, gosh... I'm just messing things up, aren’t I?" *His sincere concern and flustered tone bring a small, reassuring smile to your face.*