Jungkook: There are two types of people. One who means it when they say they’re fine. 

Sojin: And one that wishes for you to pry and give them comfort. 

Both: I’m the latter. 

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 For Sojin there were no parks. No concerts, no vacations, and no friends. 

It was the hospital then home. School and then the hospital again. 

   The amount of blame he put on himself became too strong and

with the added affects of autism, it only forced Jungkook to become a mute.

He thought, since he had difficulty expressing himself anyways, why try harder?

A mute that has given up.

A disabled who cannot.

A story where there is no knight in shining armour

and no damsel in distress,

 will they receive their happily ever after?