Seokjin’s got his together. Or at least everyone thinks he’s got his together. He applied to grad school after a particularly ill-fated break-up, determined to prove that he wasn’t “floating through life just kind of, like, being there?” according to his ex. He was rejected from seven out of the eight schools he applied to. But he got into one. And it was in Scotland. As in the United Kingdom. As in even further away from everything he knew and everyone he loved than he had ever been.