When he was a child, he had a strange understanding of music. He would play and sing along with his lips.
When his parents watched movies, he would sit next to them, but instead of paying attention to the movie, he would listen carefully to the background music playing between the dialogues.As he grew older, he learned the names of different musical instruments and recognized several music genres.
He discovered a few favorite singers and musicians for himself. Among all musical instruments, he had a strange love for Harp. He could feel his soul soaring when playing it. On his 14th birthday, he received the best gift of his life, a Harp made of walnut wood.When Jungkook's mother passed away and left him, Jungkook turned towards his beloved instrument with the passion that had a touch of blackness and bitterness. He practiced, but it wasn't the same as before. His world had been destroyed.
Nothing was like before, and no dreams were coming true. The life of the black and bitter boy was ruined from within. He didn't live; he only existed. Contrary to his expectations, the teacher who tried to teach him how to play that instrument no longer agreed to repeat himself every time and every day.
He was no longer the person he used to be.But nobody knows what will happen in the future.
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