Long ago, and, oh, so far away/ I fell in love with you/ Before the second show. Jungkook was never in awe of Korean beauty until he saw Nayeon. He was always an admirer of the aesthetics of the Western girl-- especially that of the American female, with their soft, naturally toned figures, aquiline noses, and wild stares. He would think much of them in his dreams. But in Nayeon, he saw one of Korean blood who ran wild in them. She had skin of milk, which made him want to swim in it-- even though he was never up for swimming nor tolerant of lactose. She had a big, bubbly smile, with the two front bunny teeth that would often make him wished that his own bunny smile was just as big as hers, because hers would even have lighten the mood of a stateman's funeral. And she had a backside that was compacted more so at the middle line of demarcation-- it yielded her body something that was somehow Korean in nature and built, unlike the Western backside, which was more of a round mound than a mud-built Korean War grave. Jungkook thought to himself once that if somebody kidnaps him of Nayeon, he mustn't ask God to have her back again in form because that would require God to duplicate something that wasn't meant to be duplicated. To suppose that this being belongs to me, he thought, would be to make the same mistake as the donkey carrying the relics, which imagined that all the reverence shown to the saints was meant for its own benefit! "There is a moral and religious, as well as a material environment," wrote the historian R.H. Tawney, "which sets its stamp on the individual, even when he is least conscious of it," so that even in our agnostic age our attitudes can be influenced by some forgotten precept of religion which has survived as a sentiment long after it was repudiated as a command. But if Jungkook's admiration for the aesthetics of Nayeon was a superficial contentment, then this was hardly better than its being an affectation. Obviously Jungkook did not need any pretext to admire Nayeon, but it was just those aesthetics that suddenly set his love for her into its livelier motion he hardly knew was there. That impression he got came back to him from time to time, and now he wondered it had never come before.