Jungkook always had been told he was unique, a rarity, a gift given by the mother nature, and everyone in the forest realm believed in that. He was adored and protected, guarded from all dangers, and unfortunately, from the world too. He was in the care of the forest nymphs, hidden from other hybrids to not risk a single scratch to be made on his delicate skin, but his heart, which was the thing supposed to be protected, had been long hurt by the people who took his freedom from him.