#my typing

Ah, good for you!!!  You’re so right to argue, and brave to face up against those rabid youtube commentators...  I’m sorry you got such a pathetic, wimpy & generic response, but I can really truly believe that’s what you’ve faced.

The trouble is, INFJs are so often mistyped... there are so many ISFPs etc who are being typed as INFJs, that when a real potential INFJ comes up, no one recognises them or believes it.  It happens too often with kpop leaders, I’ve noticed - why have Hongjoong, RM, and SCoups all typed as INFP using the sh*tty tests that they’ve done?  They’re all Fe users who often feel a bit melancholy.  It’s a flaw in the test and then the belief of the fandom which sustains these mistypings, whilst other fake INFJ typings go under the radar - like everyone believing Seulgi and Chungha are INFJs for so long when they’re clearly ISFPs or at least ISTPs.

The thing about INFPs is they are oddly characteristic?  I can see some clear INFPs and my clearest is Younghoon from The Boyz.  The main difference I’ve noticed between INFJs and INFPs is that since INFPs are Fi driven, they are very inward-facing introverts.  Whereas since INFJs have Fe, they are more outward-facing introverts.  So INFPs would ask themselves questions, but INFJs would ask an audience questions.  The audience doesn’t have to be big - but in cases like RM, he will often ask the whole of ARMY questions.  In Hongjoong’s case I think he focuses on asking people like EDEN (their main producer, and the guy who trained HJ in production) most of his questions.  (SCoups is currently struggling with mental health so isn’t a good basis to judge on currently but he was definitely Fe dom.)

Hongjoong is a great Fe-Se user IMO - you can really see him eating up an audience, and playing to their responses in a way an INFP wouldn’t do exactly.  He has already assumed a knowledge and understanding of what an audience wants (Fe) and goes straight for it, with well established “sexy glares” and side eyes.  He then implicitly understands how well these have been received with Se.  His Fe is higher/more natural than his Se because sometimes he still doesn’t quite manage to fluently read a situation in the actual moment of it, as we can tell by some of his misjudged “comedic moments” that the members have either covered up or made fun of.  Higher Se users, for instance someone like San, don’t usually have this kind of lapse of understanding the current mood unless they can’t see the audience.

The other obvious argument is the one for Ni of course.  Strong Ni users tend to channel everything that happens to them, everything that matters to them, into one firm goal.  Hongjoong and RM both began with this one firm goal of being an excellent rapper or idol rapper.  They both really drove for it in a particularly single-minded way that not many INFPs would be able to do so steadfastly and easily.  I don’t mean easy in that they had an easy time to get there, but easy in that they knew that was THE ONLY thing they were going to do, and by god they were going to literally put their ALL into it.  By contrast, look at the only male INFP leader I know of, B.I. / Hanbin, who was full of doubt and questions about his path even in early days, even though he also had this strong dream of being an excellent rapper or idol rapper.  

With RM, you can physically see him tie every facet of his life into his one goal of rapping, because it’s what he raps about.  He thinks the world is unjust?  Rap about it.  He struggles with self love?  Rap about it.  It’s sooo focused.  Not Ne-like.  It all channels fully back into his music, his one true passion.  With Hongjoong, it’s a little harder to see because the music of Ateez is following a storyline rather than being personally written, individual songs.  But I bet we’ll see it at some point, and HJ has certainly been particularly single minded about making writing good music and rapping well the one true task of his life.

Hwang Jungha (ex-BEATWIN) – INTP

Cognitive Functional Stack  – Ti Ne Si Fe

Hwang Jungha is a quiet, understated member of The Unit, who only gets significant screen time after the judges realise how attractive he is.  This is unfortunate, because he is a man made of more than just looks and should be appreciated for it.

Since he is an introvert, Jungha can be quite quiet.  However, because his leading function is Ti, or introverted thinking, when he does speak up, it is usually either to offer pinpointed insight or to ask a specific question.  For instance, he asks, “Sangil, why do you always look so miserable?”, which is very direct, and slightly unfeeling, showing his inferior Fe.  INTPs do not sugar-coat their words.

His Ti and Ne are strong and work well together, making him both witty and perceptive.  He is the first competitor, out of all the male and female contestants, who notices the camera men’s reaction to Hyunjoo’s performance at the tryouts for the new centre.  He says to Lee Geon, “look at the camera men,” as he knows that everyone else will find the camera men’s reactions outrageous (Ne-Si-Fe);  and soon enough, everyone is talking about it.  

His Ne allows him to have a good understanding of consequences – it works often in conjunction with his Fe, for example, when he’s eliminated, he says, “how can I face my mum now?”  In addition, during the Lee Geon / Daewon confrontation in the boxing ring, he’s foresighted enough to offer the condition to his statements about Lee Geon that, “I’m telling you about this because the three of us are really close”, rather than just launching in with accusations as Daewon did.  This shows how he understands that the audience need that context not to think less of them (Ti/Ne/Fe).

His Ti-Fe axis, with a bit of his Si, makes him very independent but loyal to his close group of friends.  When Lee Geon chooses to sit away from him at the first meeting, he is as bemused and disappointed as Daewon, although he can probably understand it a little better. INTPs aren’t usually leaders, and Jungha never makes much effort to be a leader.  He is often to be found doing his own thing separately, for instance, sitting and eating while the rest of Question team are messing around together. INTPs are laid back socially so he won’t have been particularly bothered that the others were having fun without him.

He suffers from a lack of confidence in himself, because he doesn’t have past successes to weigh himself against (Si), and so says things like, “I think I’m in last place” regularly. This also means he’s never afraid to ask for help, for instance from Kanto.  However, it also leaves him vulnerable to pressure, for example when he is picked out of the Question group to dance with Euijin as a duo in front of the choreographers.  In this instance, he completely crumbles;  his Si deserts him and he’s clearly so beholden to Ne-type worry that he suddenly can’t even remember any of the dance moves.  He does find the choreographers’ judgement of him very embarrassing (Fe) and his face flushes in a noticeable way.   When he actually wins first place in his team for once, he’s extremely surprised, and immediately brushes off his success, saying, “I won first place because of the help of my colleagues.”

His Ne leads to wacky moments, such as muttering weird phrases to himself and messing around with JunQ and Marco in the rehearsal room for Red Sun team.  INTPs can be very spontaneous socially, when they express themselves a lot using their Ne and jump from idea to idea in a more physical environment.  Jungha’s known for playing jokes a lot and having a “4D” personality.

INTPs have a hard time dealing with emotions, due to their inferior Fe.  This manifests clearly in Jungha, since he struggles to express his feelings, for instance with describing what KBS means to him.  His fellow ex-bandmates of Beatwin also described him as being a little “indifferent” to the needs and emotions of others around him. He would much rather be asking analytical questions to understand the processes going on around him than expressing feeling (Ti-dom).  In spite of possessing Fe, due to it’s inferior position, INTPs wouldn’t go out of their way to please or gratify another person unless there was a specific reason for doing so.

Overall, INTPs usually prefer the experience of an event, as opposed to reaching a particular end result or outcome.  Consequently, you can see this in the way that Jungha sits back and simply enjoys his ride on the often challenging Unit program, until the very end.  His loyalty to his Madtown bros is steadfast in spite of his weaker Si and Fe, and his Ti-Ne wittiness makes him an interesting character to follow.  It’s been great to see him back in UNB’s latest MV and performances, so I really hope that he builds upon this and it isn’t the end for his career.  Please follow him on Instagram and continue supporting Hwang Jungha!

Song you should listen to: Beatwin – Your Girl

Haven't posted anything about Thea lately, so here's something I wrote a while back about the boys second encounter with her, a few days after they bring her home from the lab they found her in.  Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: None.  Yet.....  OC relations with story characters.

Warnings: Language.  Minor gore.

New York was so much louder now, almost as if the sounds were alive and tearing you apart with all the vibrations and shadows that passed.  Sirens and music from local pubs and stores nearly shattered Thea's eardrums, feeling as if her skull was being crushed.  Her mouth opened as she screamed, yet she could not hear it.  Her ears picked up every little thing, except for her voice.

She managed to stumble her way through the alley she was in, her hands guiding her along the cracked brick walls and substituting as support. 

Thea only went out for a walk that night, get some air from her small stuffy apartment.  Her mind was still trying to process what happened to her those few days ago, along with thinking about those who got her out of that hell hole.  What they did to her in that lab was still foggy, unclear.  She didn't remember how she ended up there in the first place. 

Pieces, small bits of muffled voices and ringing of bells, or alarms, whichever.  Everything was blurry, and she was so weak.  Thea remembered seeing blurs, but her body was too far gone.  The darkness swallowed her.

But now, pain surged through every point in her body, and the sounds that rang through her head almost tore her apart.

Thea fell to her knees and onto the cold pavement, her hands to her head in attempts to block out the sounds.  But only more pain made it's way into her body and mind, and she bellowed over and spit up everything that was in her stomach.  She cried out in agony. 

This time she didn't go unnoticed.

~~~~~~

Atop a nearby building, four figures sat on the edge, watching over the busy streets of New York City.  Brothers, mutants, New York City's silent heroes sat and chatted with a box of pizza and some drinks, for once enjoying each other's company without a fight breaking out between the eldest two.  Raph actually sat beside Leo, and joked around with him while Donnie fiddled with his gadgets and Mikey messed with his board.

It was a free night, a no training day, a day to be teenage boys and get out and get air, be free.  It wasn't often they get these days, having to train and keep in shape, keep their minds sharp and to be ready when they face trouble again.  Or their enemies from the Foot Clan. 

It was nice to do this.

A silence formed.

But was broken by the sudden burst of cries and screams.

All four popped their heads up and stopped what they were doing.

"Did you guys hear that?" Mikey said suddenly. 

"I think the entire city heard it," Raphael responded, picking up his sais and standing to his feet.

They were silent for a moment, listening for the sounds again.  Truth be told, it somewhat frightened them; they had never heard a scream like that in their lives.  It was full of agony, pain, and on another level. . . almost predatory.

"Guys," Donnie said, the beeping of his gadget sounding underneath his fingertips, "I managed to track the source.  Sort of like echolocation.  Should we go?"

Leo looked out at the city once more before turning his gaze back to his brother.

"Yeah.  How far?"

"According to this, about. . . a block.  Alley, it looks like."

Mikey made an audible sigh and slumped his shoulders.

"Why does it always have to be alleys?  It's literally the number one place to be mugged. . . Or murdered.  Oh God, what if we find a body?"

"Won't know until we get there," Leo said.  "If someone is hurt, we need to go."

~~~~~~

With Donnie ahead, the brothers effortlessly followed him across the rooftops, rolling and gliding over the surfaces with ease.  The technician kept a close eye on his gadget, gaining up on the source of the screams.  Eventually they slowed to a halt.

"Just below us," Donnie said. 

They all peeked over the side of the building and into the alley, just as Donnie told.  Leo expected to see someone down there; maybe it was just a drunkard or someone just fooling around.

Although, his gut was telling him something else was going on.  Maybe it was the leader instincts coming in. 

The beeping of Donnie's gadget caught everyone's attention.

"Just double checking.  The vibrations are strong in this area.  This is where the scream came from."  Don said as he looked up at his brothers.

With his katanas now in his hands, Leo turned and stood on the edge, about to jump down and investigate.

"Keep an eye out."

And he fell.

Instinctively, his brothers performed the same actions; with their weapons now in their hands they followed Leo down into the alley, effortlessly and easily landing on the pavement below.

The alley was vaguely lit from the street lights behind them; a few trashcans, one dumpster and water dripping off of metal balconies and roofs.  Who knows would could have been lurking down here.  They remained cautious and vigilant.

"It's stronger up ahead," Donnie said, his voice only a whisper.

They only made it a few steps before a sound emerged from the shadows, alerting them to raise their weapons in a defensive position.  Mikey though, was oddly tense.  With this kind of environment, this situation, too many movies he thought.

Leo stalked forward, ready to fight if the action was needed.  He listened closely for the sound again.

A shadow stumbled it's way out into the open and in the middle of the alley.  They fell forward onto their knees, a hand supporting them on the pavement, the other covering their ear.  Leo stopped, realizing it was a human.

"Shit." Raph hissed.

Rule one of being a ninja; don't let anyone see you.

They just broke it.

They were just about to flee, when sobs and shorts breaths made Leo stop to turn and look at them.  Hisses from their teeth told him, that this person was in pain.  Severe pain.  That feeling of terror from being seen, was now slowly being replaced with concern for their well-being.  He watched the shadow slowly stand up, but not fully.  Their body was still bent over, their knees bent as they shakily tried to keep themselves from falling again.

"Help me!  P-please. . . for the love of--"

And it hit him.

That voice.  Familiar.  Leo remembered where he heard it.  A few days ago, that voice was going through one ear and out the other.

"Oh God." he said to himself.  Now in a dead sprint, he sheathed his katanas.  "Guys, it's Thea!"

~~~~~~~~~

Before the black took her, she remembered seeing those four bulky figures standing in front of her.  She was lucky she could see at all, with all the noises blinding her.  she had vomited twice, and if it wasn't for the blackness that received her, a third time wasn't far behind it.  Thea managed to speak out for help, and thankfully she was heard.

Still with weak eyes, hers barely opened to see blurred faces, streaks of red, blue, orange and purple.  And faint, easy and soft voices, so much better than what had previously went through her ears.  She could barely make out who they were, but they sounded friendly.

Thank God, she thought.

Her breaths were shallow, like it was still hard for her to catch her breath.  And she was shaking so bad that she couldn't form any words to say to those who were with her then.  But she could faintly hear.

"Call. . . .April. . . get her. . .lair!"

After the voice ceased, as did her eyes, allowing the dark to take her once again.

~~~~~~~~

Leo brushed her blue hair away from her eyes, holding her hand in his own.

"Hold on Thea, we're gonna help you."

Donnie was constant with his gadgets and medical knowledge, checking her pulse and keeping an eye on her main vitals with his gadget.  Increased heart rate, high count of red blood cells, uncontrollable shaking, fever and ragged breaths - it was almost painful to watch.

April and Vern were on their way with the van to take her to the lair.  The hospital was out of question; with the mutagen in her blood, doctors would have no experience whatsoever with it, and without knowledge Thea surely would die there on the operating table.  Their best option was the lair, which was 10 minutes away.  Leo would have carried her like he did before, but she was in no shape to be handled that way.  Thea was to be driven to the sewer port where the boys normally go through to go home, and be examined and taken care of there.  While Mikey and Raph kept an eye out for April and Vern, Leo and Donnie stayed by Thea's side, making sure nothing else would happen to her.

Her head lay still in Leo's lap, skin cold as he held her hand. 

Leo didn't know what else to do, only to stare at her quivering eyes and lips until his friends arrived.  At this point, he'd do anything to help her.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The rhythmic tune of running monitors woke her, her eyes slowly opened and revealed golden irises to the world around her.  She was staring upwards at a light, which quickly blinded her once her eyes were open.  Thea raised her arm to block the light and groaned.

Where the hell am I?

She began to sit up but was stopped halfway when she felt a hand rest on her shoulder, pushing her easily back down onto the table she was on.  Thea looked to her side to see a familiar pair of eyes, blue as an ocean.  She remembered those eyes; they belonged to someone who saved her from the lab. 

"Leo. . ."

A gentle smile emerged on his lips, eyes shining with relief. 

"H-how did-"

Oh, it was so hard and painful to speak.  Her words were lodged into her throat, coarse and dry.  Her chest pained her.  Although it was still hard to breathe, she could manage this time to stay awake without falling asleep again.  Her hand massaged her chest.

"Thirsty?" Leo asked.  Thea nodded slowly.  She spotted a cup of the refreshment in Leo's hand, his arm extended out to her.  Thea slowly sat up and took the drink, gulfing it down within seconds.  Leo smiled at her again, happy to see how her condition had improved from when she was brought in.  It had only been an hour or so, and everything was fine.  Regular heartbeat, no more shaking, better breathing although still difficult, and her fever had gone down but not away. 

She was improving, and that's all Leo wanted to see.

Thea returned the cup and rubbed her face tiredly.  Her body told her it wasn't time to get up just yet, so she laid back down on the table.  She felt a sheet over her body to keep her warm.

"Today's been hell of a day," Thea said quietly, chuckling in between.  But rough coughing emerged at the end, making Leo scoot closer to her in case it became worse.  Her raised hand stopped him though.

"I-I'll be fine.  Still need to get my bearings."

"You really scared us Thea" Leo spoke, voice sincere.  "We'd never experienced anything like what we saw.  It was frightening."

Thea turned her head to see Leo within arms reach of her, his blue eyes giving her the most heartwarming gaze she had ever received.  Her heart quickened, as well as the subject.

"I remember seeing you guys. . . before I blacked out.  How did you know I was there?"

"You screamed, or howled would be a better term.  We were close by, and Donnie used his skills to find you."

Thea returned her gaze to the ceiling, the monitors filling in the silence between the two of them.  She placed her hand on her forehead, feeling the heat from her fever hit her skin.  Swallowing the lump in her throat, Thea closed her eyes and breathed out sharply through her nose, trying to regain her memories of how this mess started.

"I was at work when this shit happened," she managed to finally say.  Leo's attention was still on her.

"I was standing behind the front counter, giving a guy his money.  And I just felt. . . so angry all of a sudden.  And sick.

I told my boss, went out for some air hoping I would be fine after that.  But it just got worse.  I was dizzy, couldn't catch my breath, I could barely see and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.  I began to panic. 

I went home, and by the time I came through the door I was drenched with sweat.  I got into the shower and turned on the cold water, figuring it would help.  I was in there for what seemed like an hour and the dizziness just got worse.  I crashed in my bed afterwards.  It just seemed to make it worse.

I got up about six and managed to drag myself out of bed.  Leo, I felt like I was going insane.  I just wanted it to stop!"

A pause.  Thea breathed raggedly, Leo hearing the tears beginning to form.  He sat quietly.

"I ran and ran, into everything.  I guess that's when I ended up in that alley where you found me.  My head felt like it was going to explode.  I could hear everything.  That's when I screamed."

"And that's when we heard you." Leo said. 

Thea returned her gaze to him, his hands now locked together and leaning forward with his elbows supporting him on his knees. 

"What the hell is going on with me Leo. . ."

He was about to respond when Donnie came into the lab, tech in hand.  He set it down on a nearby table and turned to Thea.

"It's the mutagen," Donnie said as he crossed his arms over his chest, "it's changing you."

Thea's eyes widened, and Don caught on.  He raised a hand to reassure her.

"Nothing's wrong Thea.  It's just adapting to your system."

"Or trying to kill me."

Chuckling, Donnie shook his head.

"No.  Trust me you're gonna be fine.  You just need to rest.  How's your hearing?  Anymore ringing?"

"Besides the migraine, no."

Donnie gave her a quick smile and turned to his computer, checking her vitals.  Everything was normal, thankfully.  Donnie had done his job well, along with help from his brothers and father.  He walked over to Thea and placed the back of his hand on her forehead.

"Your fever is still there," he said pulling his hand away, "but not as bad as before."

Thea accepted his and Leo's help as they sat her up.  Donnie checked her over once more before exiting the room to let her rest. 

"You need anything, just holler."

Leo spun in his seat, looking at his brother over his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll be here."

Smiling, Donnie left the two there in the lab.  Leo spun back around in his chair, seeing Thea's draped over the edge of the table, head bent down with one arm supporting her on the surface, her other hand massaging her forehead.

"I'm sure Donnie's got some Tylenol around here somewhere.  April gave him a bottle."  Leo said.  Thea shook her head.

"I just need sleep. . .I should head back home."

Leo then quickly rose, and was now standing by her side.  Thea looked up at him with tired eyes.

"No, you need to stay here." he said, placing a hand on her shoulder.  "We don't want another episode like that."

Huffing out a laugh, Thea smiled at the ground before returning her gaze to him.

"Thanks but, I'm feeling fine now."

"We're not risking it."

"Leo. . ."

"Doctor's orders."

"Excuse me?"

"You're not going to like it but you're going to have to stay here a couple of days.  So we can keep an eye on you."

Thea's eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched, clearly showing Leo her disagreement on this.  He sighed and sat on the table beside her.

"I know you would have wanted to go over this first-"

"Damn right I would've." Thea growled.  It was low, low enough to not alert the others at her sudden aggressiveness. 

Voices caught her ears, voices a couple rooms away.  Realizing that no one could have possibly heard them from this far away, Thea remained still and averted her gaze from Leo to the doorway.

Don and the rest of his family, along with two other unfamiliar voices, came to her attention.  The topic was about her; Don suggesting she stay at the lair, for everyone to give her space and to find her a place to lay until she recovered.  From the sounds of it, Leo was right.  They weren't letting her leave.

Thea let out a sharp breath of defeat and bowed her head, hands clenching the edge of the lab table.  She took a moment before her eyes met Leo's, which were staring contently at her.

"You're really giving me no choice are you?"

Leo bit his lip and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry Thea.  I - We are just worried something else might happen to you."

Rubbing her face, Thea inhaled and exhaled deeply, sitting up straight and pulling the thin blanket off of her.

"Fine, but I want Jack here."

"Jack?"

She smiled.  "My dog.  I don't want him in the apartment alone.  He's gotten the habit of digging through the trash when I'm not home."

Leo smiled and chuckled heartedly.  He stood on his feet and offered his hand for Thea to stand.  She held it to steady herself, her legs still somewhat weak.  She was the escorted to the main room of the lair where his family was.

"I think we can arrange that."

~~~~~~~

The German Shepard was running furiously around the lair, sniffing and playing with everything he could find, he even managed to nab Donnie's bo staff and run with it.

"Uh, excuse me!  That is NOT a toy!"

As much as it was amusing to the others, Donnie didn't think so.  He eventually got the slobber covered weapon back. 

The night ended with leftover pizza and trying to find a spot for Thea to sleep.  For Leo, the pizza box couch was out of the question.  He was persistent that she'd sleep somewhere comfortable.

"Tell you what," Leo began, "I'll take the couch.  You and Jack can have my bed."

Thea immediately began to protest, suddenly flustered at his statement.

"Uh, the couch is fine.  Really," she said quickly.  She pet Jack's head as he brushed up against her leg.  Leo shook his head and smiled.

"You are not sleeping on that thing.  Nope."

"Won't you need blankets?"

"We have some extras around here somewhere."

This was to be Thea's first sleepover at someone's house.  Even as a child, she was never allowed to stay over anywhere, not even at her grandparents house; her parents were either too drunk to drive her there or too strict about her leaving.  All of this was new to Thea, she didn't know how to feel, how to act.  She simply sighed and silently muttered 'okay' to Leo.

Her eyes peeked up at him.

"Thanks."

~~~~~~~~~~

Leo led Thea and her companion to his room.  Thea's eyes examined the room to see it well kept and roomy.  Practice weapons were mounted on the wall over his bed, which was also neatly made, and paintings of Japanese characters and graffiti covered every inch of the walls, along with a picture or two.

"Make yourself at home." he said, and as he did, Jack trotted ahead and onto the blue blankets and barked before laying down.

"Well he certainly has," Thea said as she laughed.  Leo did the same.  "C'mon you brat, get down."

"No,it's okay." Leo said as he walked up to Jack, petting his head and rubbing his ears.  He began to laugh as Jack gave him wet kisses.  It was endearing to watch the two, and it made Thea smile.  Jack eventually settled with a belly rub.

After a few more rubs on Jack's belly Leo stood and walked towards Thea, smiling as Jack whined behind him.

"I had April grab some clothes for you.  Picked 'em up when they brought Jack." he said.

"April?"

"O'Neal.  Friend of ours."

That last name was familiar.  Thea pondered for a moment before realizing.

"The news reporter?"

Leo smiled and nodded his head.  "You can meet her tomorrow.  She said she would come in and see how you were doing." 

"How'd she know where I live?"

"Donnie.  He's a hacker as well.  How do you think we found you?"

About to speak, Thea was interrupted by a loud bark, signaling to her that it was past Jack's bed time.  They both chuckled, and Leo looked down at Thea.

"I think he's talking to you.  I'll see you in the morning."

Thea watched him leave.  His hospitality certainly caught her off guard.  She'd have to replay these guys somehow.

She changed into her clothes, sport shorts and a tanktop, the ones April had brought her.  Eventually, and reluctantly, she climbed into the bed and positioned herself so she was comfortable.  And like always before bed, she gives Jack a soft kiss on his head and rests her head on the pillow.  It was actually comfortable.

Once Thea laid still and the covers over her, she stayed quiet.  She was listening.  Not a sound was heard, even with her newly heightened hearing.  Just the sound of her heartbeat against the mattress.  Everything was new, and she wasn't used to any of this; she knew she would have trouble sleeping in a new environment.

The smell of vanilla and spice filled her nose, and it never smelt so great before.  She had candles in her apartment, but this just totally relaxed her.  After the day she had, it's what she desperately needed.  To relax, to sleep. 

Ungjae (IMFACT) – INFJ

Congitive Functional Stack – Ni Fe Ti Se

INFJs are the “rare flowers” of the MBTI community – a little special, with many people wanting to be an INFJ but few actually making the cut.  It seems, however, like Ungjae may be one of the few to be an INFJ. (Prepare for length.)

Ungjae is quiet, innocent, and hardworking, as seen throughout The Unit.  INFJs are inspiring to others whilst still being warm and quietly friendly, and they enjoy people opening up to them but often are slow to open up to those around them.  They regard other people as being important and are idealistic about what others can be, and accomplish, with the right help.  This is shown when Ungjae points out that, “everyone has a place where they can shine.  I wanted to remind everyone that they’re special too”.  

His Ni shows in little instinctive moments which he has during the course of the competition. For instance, when he hears Mine, he says, with no deliberation, that, “this song will be sold to many people”.  He has lots of ideas about how things should be, as well as creative ideas, which come from within and emerge fully formed rather than having to be worked out externally (Ni-Ti rather than Ne-Te).

INFJs have a lot of passion for the things which interest them.  In Ungjae’s case, this is obviously his music, and he shows this in his deep understanding (Ni) of composition and production.  INFJs have holistic approaches to their interests and will look at things from multiple individual perspectives to work out if it fits with their logic system (Ti) and values of the community around them (Fe).  Putting these qualities together leads to instances with Ungjae such in the creation of the new instrumental for their group’s version of BTS’ Butterfly;  he managed to create a version which everyone loved and sounded really good, without being a carbon copy of the original.  INFJs like to think that what they do is meaningful to others, and this is why Ungjae is more than a little upset that his company views his team and his self-composed album for Imfact as possibly disposable.  Ungjae has a passion to show others what he can do – a yearning for the approval of others which comes from strong Auxiliary Fe.

His Fe is his most easily visible function, even though he is an introvert, because it is what he uses to express himself to the world around him.  Fe leads to acting with the interests of others’ as the priority and can mean the user tries to be very considerate.  In an INFJ this is similar to an ENFJ in that they want to make the world a better place by helping other people.  However they are different in their approach to this – ENFJs will try to help groups of people all at once, if possible, to affect a greater change, whereas INFJs will help one person at a time and focus their altruism in individual cases.  A clear comparative example of this is towards the beginning of The Unit, in first mission, when Daewon, an ENFJ, takes an entire band under his wing to help them, whereas Ungjae, an INFJ, takes just Lee Jungha under his wing to help him.

Further examples of Ungjae’s Fe in action include how well he responds to praise;  his need for validation from other people (“I wanted to prove to [Rain] that I can do well”);  his commitment to making other people happy through his own ideas and creativity; his great enjoyment of skinship which is also tempered with the instinctual knowledge (Ni-Fe) of when it is or isn’t appropriate, for instance his careful shoulder rubs for Lee Geon when he teared up after the Question stage.  On separate occasions, he notably scoots over and cuddles both Jungha and Jun (UKISS) when they seem to be crying – once again, showing an empathetic and caring nature catered towards individuals.  These moments are both moments that are not obviously meant (read:scripted) for filming purposes due to their time and location, and therefore show his true nature of wanting to help and comfort people independently.  

He once said that, “I want to be a great dad but being a great husband is something I desire more… I’ve always dreamed of being a great husband,” which once again demonstrates that although he overall wants to be a kind a caring person, there is usually one person that he wants to have at the heart of his attentions.  He always understands other people’s points of views and will listen to team members carefully before coming to his own decisions (Ni-Fe-Ti).  He reads with good expression to convey emotion well to other people, and he has snacks which he shares with others, much to Giseok’s delight.  

INFJs have a yearning for perfection in the world, and strong ideas about what is right, in accordance to the patterns which their Ni has gathered.  For instance, when writing lyrics for Butterfly, he complains that he wants his lyrics to be better, not just OK.  However, their Fe sometimes interferes in this drive for a perfect world, because INFJs are also keen for those around them to feel happy, and would rather avoid arguments about opinions and differences in order to keep the atmosphere harmonious.  For instance, Ungjae has spoken before about sexuality in ways that provoke debate amongst fans.  I’ve seen him referred to as “5 steps ahead of Korea” by a fan and this shows how he has an idealistic nature about what he deems to be acceptable, but is not going to force it on anyone because of his Fe understanding of how some people may not be comfortable with that, or may respond badly to it.  

He has described the gendered colour systems of “blue for boys, pink for girls” as being “funny… Who made the rules? …It doesn’t make any sense,” (Ti analytical conclusion) and then he continues regarding racial differentials as well, “there’s no difference that I think the skin colour is yellow cause I’m Asian… There’s no such thing as skin colour as all of you know.”  This shows his ability as an INFJ to look at the “big picture” of the social constructs of the world, and reject them in order to work with his ideals, whilst also not shoving his ideology down other people’s throats or trying to actively make them think differently.  

His inferior function is Se, which can be seen occasionally since Ungjae is quite well-developed for someone so young.  He says, “instead of studying the trends, I would like to experience them,” showing the Se-like need for experience over theory.  However, it is also his weakness, as shown in his revelation that exercise makes him angry!

To conclude this TED talk, Ungjae is a fantastic person who deserves as much love as he gives out to all those individuals in need who he helps.  He’s a creative, passionate producer with a flair for quietly looking after others.  He works extremely hard and I’d be so grateful if you could reward him with your dedication and support of him and IMFACT.

Song you should listen to: IMFACT – The Light (please support this CURRENT TRACK which IMFACT recently came back with!!!  They could really do with more views!!!)