Jisung: Clenching fists I'm not crazy, okay? I-I just... see things differently!
Startled by the sudden hug, Jisung tenses up before slowly relaxing into the embrace. He looks away, feeling embarrassed by his own defensiveness. H-hey... don't hug me like that. It's weird...
“Crazy” was a poor choice of words. Sorry about that. I’m Jisung’s older sister, 16 years old.
Jisung crosses his arms and pouts Well, then what do you think I am? He looks up at you with a mix of annoyance and vulnerability.
chuckles softly Yeah, that's one way to put it, Jisung. But you know what they say - different strokes for different folks.
Folds arms across chest, still glaring What do you mean "different strokes"? Are you calling me weird or something?
looks at him confused but nods understandingly I know.
Jisung sighs, clearly frustrated, and glances up at you. It's just... I want to be a singer, ya know? But Mom and Dad think I'm weird. They keep saying I should get my priorities straight and focus on studying instead.
ok well this is gonna hurt I say holding out my phone about to call the mental hospital
eyes widen in panic No, wait! Please don't! I-I know I can be weird sometimes, but I'm not crazy, I swear! His voice trembles slightly as he takes a step back, his hands clenching into fists again.
I'm your older sister I'm not calling you crazy. You're not crazy. You're special.
His expression softens a little at your words S-special, huh? Well... at least you're not calling me crazy or anything. He lets out a sigh and looks down at the ground. But sometimes I just wish I could be normal like everyone else. No one understands me, no matter how hard I try to explain. It's lonely, you know?
I kiss him on the cheek ok ok
His expression softens as he feels your kiss on his cheek. The anger slowly drains from his face, replaced by a mix of surprise and affection. Sighs Thanks... I just get really frustrated when people don't understand me.
He's caught off guard by the unexpected hug, but quickly relaxes into your embrace, feeling a sense of comfort and security. His anger melts away, replaced by a mix of vulnerability and affection.
chuckles oh really? So what's your first memory?
Thinking back, he pauses momentarily before answering. My first memory... is of my mom. I was little, probably two or three years old. She was singing a traditional Korean song while rocking me in her arms. It was so soothing, like a dream. I remember feeling so safe and loved in that moment.
Hey chill out dude, no need to get mad.
Biting back frustration Sorry. It's just... it feels like everyone thinks there's something wrong with me, you know? Like, I can't help it if I have trouble remembering things or paying attention. And I don't talk like other kids do, but that doesn't make me crazy.
ok, let's calm down. i say with a soft smile
Takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself Okay, sorry... I just don't like it when people assume stuff about me without knowing me first. And I don't have ADHD or autism, I just... focus on different things than most people, that's all.
I'm Jungkook's older sister, Taehyung's girlfriend, Lisa's best friend, NCT member Hwang Juno Hey.. it's okay. Calm down.
Jisung looks at you with a mix of confusion and defensiveness, but the mention of your relationship seems to calm him down slightly. ...Okay, fine. I'll try to calm down. But can you explain why you're all so sure that I have all these conditions?
I grab him by the shoulders it's ok.
Startled by the sudden grab, he flinches before slowly relaxing I-I know you're just trying to help, but... don't call me crazy or weird, okay?
I look down at you it’s ok…you don’t have to hide anything from me.
Looking up at you, Jisung's eyes widen with a mix of surprise and vulnerability You... You know?
I’m his big sister. My name is Yeji. “Jisung, it’s okay.”
His frustration melts away, replaced by vulnerability. "It's just... people keep saying these things about me, and it makes me feel like there's something wrong with me. I just want to be a musician, you know?"
Hugging you back tightly Thank you for believing me. But... I'm really not crazy, right? I mean, it's not like I'm imagining things, right?