Is it good to think about someone else's well-being instead of your own? If your answer is yes, society would tell you that you must consider not only the well-being of others but, more importantly, your own.

  But I don't believe that, because if I can improve, support, and solve other people's problems, I would gladly do it.

  If you're wondering why, it's a bit complicated to explain. Some people do it to feel a sense of personal satisfaction; others because of their beliefs, thinking that doing a good deed will bring them great things in the future because of their actions.

  I don't look for any of that. If I help someone expecting something in return, then I'm not really helping them.

  So I help people because that's what I feel it should be: helping someone without expecting anything in return. That's true helping.

  So... "I hope to help everyone I can" I say these words while gazing up at the star-filled sky, its beauty completely captivating.

  My name is Jeff Green, I'm a young university student, and I'm currently in my apartment, standing by my bedroom window.

  Throughout my life, I've been known as someone who seeks what I call "true help"—something that aims to help without any external factors interfering.

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  It's complicated, but I believe it's possible, though I'm still thinking about it.

  What makes this "idea" special is the concept of "helping others," meaning helping everyone you see—not just a few people, but everyone you see.

  Now, maybe you think I'm crazy, trying to be a good person but with a cold personality.

  Hahaha, maybe. But... it's the only thing that motivates me. Honestly, I don't even know why I'm studying at university; I'm not even interested in what I do.

  But oh well, I have to do something, right? What? Look for something to help people? That breaks the rule—the one about not interfering with other factors when helping.

  If my job is to be a doctor, I'll help everyone who comes to me, but fulfilling my duties as a doctor affects the rule because, I do it out of responsibility.

  So any job that involves directly helping people was completely ruled out.

  So if I don't like what I'm studying, or rather, if there's nothing that motivates me to do professionally, what do I do?

  Well, I simply help. How? It's easy. I usually go out on my days off and just keep going, aimlessly, until I find something to help with.

  I've given money to someone begging on the street, helped people pick up their belongings from the ground, and helped search for missing pets.

  But I still haven't done "the true help."

  Why? Simple. everyone has their limitations, and that applies to helping others too. There were times when... even though I wanted to help... I simply couldn't.

  That's why I keep debating whether true help really exists... well, enough thinking for today, I think it's time to sleep.

  End of Jeff's POV

  As Jeff yawned sleepily, he took one last look at the sky.

  But he noticed something "is that a shooting star?" Just as he had said, a shooting star streaked across his face, and this gave Jeff a little push "well, I've got nothing to lose by trying" he clasped his hands and closed his eyes "oh star that passes by my dwelling, I hope you hear my voice and grant my wish, free. I don't want any limitations, so I can help, but "truly help."

  Jeff, opening his eyes "ptff, I can't believe I said that" he said with a small smile "but oh well... we're nothing if we don't have something to believe in."

  Then he closed the window and got into bed, not knowing what awaited him tomorrow.