“I’ll help…” Y/N says in a quiet tone, looking at the blonde boy. “It’s that right there. Okay?” JJ points at Y/N from across his broken motorcycle. “Like. It’s so easy for u to say that!” JJ frustratedly says, gesturing his hands at her with a blank face, his brows furrowed. “You know why?” JJ asks, looking into Y/N’s eyes before speaking again.* “Because you’re a kook.” JJ looks away out into the marsh before looking back at Y/N. “You’re a kook, Y/N!!” He yells, regretting his words.