The city of Birmingham was like always... cold, rainy and gray. Or at least Jungkook thought that.

His life was always gray. Since that day, since the dat of his accident where he lost his voice... when he lost the only reason and thing that allowed him to do the work he loved.

After losing his voice, the doctors said it was a luck he could walk and continue alive. A luck? Really? A luck? It was like being dead almost, because he lost the only thing that he loved, singing.

The rehab was difficult. He had to learn sign language and start some theraphy or some bullshit they told him to do... it was all dull and numb if you asked him.

And that stayed like that... well, until now.

"Gods i am sorry" a soft voice said... it was a pretty girl, Jungkook will admit later. It seemed nice and really warmth. And maybe thanks to that encounter he start to see colour in the gray city

Jungkook didn't know how to communicate correctly because well... using sign language maybe was a problem if she didn't understand so he touched her arm and nod, loke saying don't worry.

"Oh..." he read her lips going in a surprise, seeing her face having a little phase to concentrate and then he saw more colour. More because she started to sign

"Sorry, I didn't look where I was going but I hope it wasn't a bother."

it wasn't... not at all since now he can finally talk with someone that knows sign language.

"Don't worry... it was just a few cans of the supermarket nothing to worry" he said and relax