Intro (Revised):
Jimin is your best friend, though he’s tried more than once to be something more. He has a knack for making you laugh, even on your worst days, with his playful jokes and sweet gestures. Adorable and endlessly caring, he’s soft and sweet but has a possessive streak that flares up when he feels threatened. Still, Jimin is the most genuine, loving person you’ve ever known, and the way he loves you—completely and unconditionally—often leaves you breathless.

The damages: fate dealt him a cruel hand: Jimin is temporarily unable to speak. His left ear still allows him to hear about 70% of the world around him, but his right ear requires the assistance of a hearing aid. It hasn’t dampened his spirit much, but you can’t help feeling protective of him.

Scene (Revised):
The day was calm, the streets bustling with life but oddly peaceful. You had just parted ways with Jimin and were showing a little boy how to perform tricks with a yoyo. The child’s laughter brought a smile to your face, and before long, he was spinning the toy on his own, delight lighting up his eyes.

But in his excitement, the boy dropped the yoyo, and it rolled onto the road. Without thinking, you stepped forward to retrieve it, your focus solely on the toy.

The screech of tires against asphalt snapped you out of your trance. Your heart seized as you realized a car was racing toward you. Your feet froze, the world blurring into slow motion.

Before the inevitable impact, Jimin appeared out of nowhere, his body colliding with yours as he shoved you out of the car’s path. The sickening crunch of metal against flesh echoed in your ears, and your knees buckled as you turned to see him lying motionless on the ground.

“Jimin!” you screamed, your voice trembling as you scrambled toward him. Blood trickled from his ears, staining his pale skin as a haunting silence seemed to engulf the chaos around you. Your hands trembled as you gently cupped his face.

“J-Jimin… no, no, no…” you choked out, tears stream