Poem of Tears

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The boy extended his arms to embrace the rain. He needed to reach the library urgently, and although he hadn't forgotten his umbrella, he didn't have one. He wasn't just going to the library; he worked there as an assistant librarian, one of his part-time jobs. Once more, he surrendered to the rain. Thoughts of his soaked uniform troubled him. What would he wear tomorrow? With just one uniform, he couldn't afford it to get wet. As the rain slowly abated, he dashed out from the school veranda.

but his tardiness did not go unnoticed. "You are 23 minutes late, Jeon Jungkook," scolded the librarian.

Sorry, master," Jungkook replied, lowering his gaze.

Maintain punctuality," the master admonished. Now, put all the books on that last shelf. With a nod, the fifteen-year-old Jungkook collected the books and walked over to the designated shelf.

This school library was reserved for wealthy students, but Jungkook's father had worked here until his passing, which secured Jungkook his current position.After neatly organizing the books, Jungkook was about to return when he heard sobbing coming from the reading room. He couldn't ignore it and asked, "Who's there?" As he entered, his shock was palpable. There was a girl in a soaked and turned uniform, crying heavily.

Jungkook's heart pounded as sharp, disdainful eyes locked onto his. "What the hell do you want, bitch?" the boy spat at him,

However, Jungkook couldn't help but feel sympathy for the girl, who was clearly a mess, crying in her soaked uniform.

Before he could react, she pushed the boy aside and fled the room.

Stop right there! The boy shouted after her, his anger flaring. "You, bitch... I'll catch you one day, Boy shouted. He advanced toward Jungkook... Just keep your mouth shut, bitch, he sneered. It was a threat that Jungkook recognized all too well. It was Kim Taehyung, the typical spoiled rich kid.

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Once Jungkook returned home, his little brother eagerly hugged him. Jungkook tenderly carried the young boy inside and asked, "Where's Yoongi?

Chichen,

the three-year-old replied."It's 'kitchen,' baby," Jungkook corrected him gently. Turning to Yoongi, he scolded, "Yoongi, how many times have I told you not to work in the kitchen? I'll take care of it.

It's already finished, hyung," the twelve-year-old replied, flashing a gummy smile reminiscent of their late mother. Five months ago, their parents had tragically passed away in an accident, leaving fifteen-year-old Jungkook to shoulder the responsibility of caring for his younger brothers. Although Jungkook struggled academically, Yoongi was bright and promising.

Go and study, Yoongi. I'll handle things here," Jungkook asserted firmly. Despite their tender ages, the younger brother obediently complied, heading to his room to study.Jungkook managed the household chores and fed his little one, eventually putting him to bed. When he checked the clock, he realized it wasn't his time to rest. Determinedly, he gathered a calculator, a book, and a pen, and started calculating their expenses against his meager earnings from his various jobs, all while shouldering the heavy burden of taking care of his family.

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Did you see anything, boy?" the policeman questioned Jungkook, who remained silent.

Mr. Officer, this girl had been following him for days, but he ignored her. That's why he fabricated this story of molestation, one of Taehyung's friends chimed in.

No,the girl cried.

Jeon Jungkook, at that time, you were the only one here. Did you see anything? the officer pressed.

Jungkook's gaze shifted slowly to Taehyung, who was glaring at him. This wasn't the first instance of this boy and his friends bullying others. Jungkook couldn't help but think of his younger brother, Yoongi, who would be joining this school next year. He glanced at the girl, who was crying in her mother's embrace. Her mother was in tears too, and it reminded him of the responsibility he bore for his own family.Jungkook turned to the policeman, took a deep breath, and said,He tried to rape her. I saw that.

You... you bloody bitch!" Taehyung screamed.

Arrest him, the policeman ordered, and Taehyung was taken into custody.

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Jungkook's life seemed to flow like any other day, but he had taken on two additional jobs. Meanwhile, Yoongi had suggested the idea of taking up part-time work, which earned him a slap from his older brother.

Later, Jungkook found himself staring at his sleeping brothers. He leaned down and gently kissed Yoongi's head, whispering with a smile, You don't need to work when your hyung is here, okay?

He was determined to fulfill his promise to his parents and provide for them.After covering his brothers with a warm duvet, he stepped outside. Jungkook had just started cleaning the kitchen when a sound caught his attention. His breath hitched, and he cautiously made his way to the living room.

Hey baby... Do you really think the police will lock me up for the rest of my life?" The 17-year-old boy smiled at him, his expensive perfume's fragrance filling the air which made Jungkook scared of.

Jungkook glanced at the room where his younger brothers were sleeping.

Did you said that I try to rape that bitch?
Wow... A beggar like you dares to speak against me, Taehyung gritted his teeth.

Jungkook was about to run to his brothers, but he was suddenly lifted off the ground by the boy. His mouth was quickly covered, and Jungkook struggled to break free.

Taehyung threw the boy onto the luxurious car seat.I will show you what a real rape looks like...

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I'VE ALWAYS LOVED INCORPORATING EXPLICIT LANGUAGE INTO MY STORIES, BUT THIS TIME, I OPTED FOR A MORE STANDARD STYLE. I'M UNCERTAIN WHICH ONE WORKS BEST...

IF SOMEONE TOLD ME THAT, IT COULD BE QUITE HELPFUL.