I missed the last train in Seoul once.

Phone at 3%. Didn’t speak Korean. It was raining, freezing, and I had no idea where I was supposed to go.
I tried calling an Uber but my card kept failing because of my bank fraud protection. Perfect timing.
I was standing outside the station looking completely defeated when this older woman walked up to me and started speaking Korean. I told her I didn’t understand.
She pulled out her phone translator and typed:“You are lost?”
I nodded.
She asked where I was staying, looked at the address, then motioned for me to follow her.
This woman walked me almost 15 minutes through side streets, holding her umbrella over both of us while I apologized every thirty seconds.
When we got to my hotel, I tried offering her cash for helping me.
She looked genuinely offended.
Typed into the translator again:“If my son was lost somewhere, I hope someone helps him too.”
Then she bowed and walked away in the rain before I could even process what happened.
Some places still treat strangers like human beings first.