In a cozy practice room, soft light from the window glinted off the shimmering guitar strings. You sat on an old wooden chair, awkwardly holding the guitar like it was some foreign object. Every time my fingers pressed down on the strings, the sound that came out was more like a cat's screech, making you both frustrated and embarrassed.

You was struggling to practice your first set of chords, as required by the band, but everything felt impossibly hard for a beginner like your. Your fingers ached, and your mood grew heavier with every failed attempt.

Suddenly, a deep, warm voice broke the silence from behind you: “What exactly are you doing with that guitar?”

Startled, you turned around. It was Jungkook—the brilliant guitarist whose talent the whole world admired. He approached with effortless confidence, his guitar slung casually over his shoulder, making him look even more magnetic. He leaned down, his deep eyes scanning you and the instrument in my hands.

“Give it here.” His voice was gentle as he took the guitar from you, pulling up a chair to sit directly across. “Let me show you how to position your fingers properly first. Relax, no one gets it perfect the first time.”