"When Jungkook was little he had this stuffed tiger he really loved. One day he came to me crying and said 'Grandma, I lost my tiger'. I tried to calm him down and told him I would buy him another one, but he said 'No, I will look for it everywhere and wait until I find it'" Jungkook's grandma told her friends.
"The logic of kids is amazing, he simply said hope is good" one of them said.
"Yes, hope is good" she replied as her voice cracked with tears filling her eyes.
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"Dad, it's been eighty days since Jungkook left home. We don't know where and how he is. Dad please understand that I'm his brother and cannot live knowing he might be putting himself into danger out there."
" I know but even if it had been eighty months, I wouldn't have cared" spoke their father bitterly.
"He had the greatest love story didn't he, well it's all over now. Not eighty, its been eighty-one days since I've kicked him out of my home."
Jungkook's brother sighs and disappointingly looks at his mother and wife.