Jungkook wrinkles his nose in a pout, only slightly marred by the way he can't seem to stop smiling. Okay, so maybe Yoongi didn't intend on insulting Jungkook's intelligence after all — but the sudden turnaround to believing that Jungkook can do anything he wants also doesn't feel right. "Bullshit," he blurts out with a laugh, grinning from ear to ear as he shakes his head. "If I suddenly decided I wanted to go, I don't know, astrophysicist or something, there's no way that I'd actually be able to get that done. I'd need like. Three of me to all be spending time constantly studying."

It doesn't bug Jungkook much that there are certain things he'll never accomplish. Maybe it'd be nice if he tried a little harder for his mother's sake, tried to make things work in math and history and all those subjects that he just doesn't have the heart for, so that he at least keeps career options open in the future. But the thing is — he just doesn't have the interest. He'll pull teeth where he needs to in order to make a comfortable living, but getting him to reach above and beyond in his efforts will be hard.

"Maybe we just have you go the teaching route and I'll... I don't know, I know mom probably doesn't want it, but I always figured something more hands-on was right for me. Something where I can work until my body's exhausted."