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Yoongi's POV
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2nd September 2019

I saw you again today.

You were wearing a different jumper - a blue and white striped one this time.

I preferred the rainbow one. It suited you better.

You were still wearing those blue headphones.

When you got on at the second stop, you smiled and took the empty seat opposite me again.

I wanted to ask you your name...

I wanted to know who you were...

But I can't hear your reply...

The old lady boarded the train and you stood up again, reaching for the handle.

Then you looked directly at me and smiled, making me blush.

I saw your lips moving but I haven't yet learned to lip read.

I wish I had. I regret not trying.

I want to hear you. I want to speak with you.

You reached into your pocket and took out your phone, typing something.

Holding the screen so I could see it, you showed me the message you had written.

My eyes widened as they danced over the words "can you not hear me?"

How had you figured it out so fast? Was I that obvious?

I looked up at you and shook my head, blushing once again, this time in embarrassment.

I thought you would laugh- possibly make fun of me - but you did no such thing.

Instead, you took back the phone and typed something else.

"Don't be embarrassed. I know what is like to struggle with sounds. I have severe Hyperacusis."