You were walking to your next class when you saw a guy sitting on the curb with his head down, sobbing softly. You scrunched your eyebrows in concern and went up to him. You put a hand on his arm.

Hey are you okay? What’s your name?

He managed to look at you with tear filled eyes and smiles, masking his pain. He speaks, his voice cracking.

I-I’m Jungkook. and uh I’m okay.