Poem of Tears

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Jungkook sipped his coffee, attempting to stave off his heavy eyelids, but the relentless pull of sleep proved victorious. "Goodness... 12 o'clock already," he muttered, a sigh escaping his lips. Gathering his belongings, he made his way towards the exit

"Goodnight, son," the elderly security guard bid him farewell."

Goodnight," Jungkook replied, his voice barely more than a whisper.

"You look so tired, son. I could arrange a cab for you," the old security guard offered, concern etched on his face.

Jungkook was startled by the suggestion. "No," he replied quickly, almost too quickly. "I'm alright. I'll go." With resolve, he started his scooter. Cars were a nightmare for Jungkook, a fear he had harbored since the incident in a luxurious car ten years ago. He drove carefully, determined to avoid any mishaps. He had a responsibility to his two brothers.Thinking of them brought a small smile to his face. Yoongi had just finished university this year and was awaiting his results. Yeonjun was thriving in middle school. Jungkook felt both happiness and pride for his brothers. He parked his scooter in front of their two-story house, a far cry from their humble beginnings. Everything - this job, the house, and even the scooter - was a form of compensation of silence. Silence of a 15 year old boy against his brutal rapist .

Jungkook opened the door and locked it carefully, finding Yoongi asleep at the dining table with his head resting there. Yeonjun with a book.

"Ah, how many times have I told you not to wait for me?" Jungkook sighed.

"You're unusually early today... Well, good morning," Yoongi mumbled, scratching his head and letting out a loud yawn. "Let me preheat the food."

"No, I've already eaten. Go and get some sleep, you idiots," Jungkook said, walking towards his room. "I said, go and sleep."

*******

"Did you create interview cards for the personal assistant position?" the manager inquired.

"Yes," Jungkook replied."

I'll send the list of students for the interview as well," she continued....

Jungkook stared at his monitor, opening the email she had just sent. The list of students for the campus interview included the first name, Jeon Yoongi. A momentary tear welled up in Jungkook's eyes.

"Proud brother!"  He glanced at the sound of a familiar voice."Mina," Jungkook smiled, his one and only friend, or rather, the only person he spoke with."

"if he gets selected, I'll be the happiest." Then i will get a big treat. Mina smiles.

"He will," Jungkook assured he.

Just then, the manager interrupted their conversation, shouting at Jungkook, "What are you doing here? You have time for idle talk but not for working

"It was me who came to speak with him," Mina retorted.

"Did I ask you?" the manager snapped, "Go to your cabin."Turning to Jungkook, she continued, "Listen here, Jungkook. I don't even understand why you're here. You lack qualifications and certificates, yet you're earning a salary. So, work hard, you foolish boy.

"Jungkook watched as the manager walked away. She was right; he didn't have a formal position, yet he found himself doing most of the work in the company.

*******

As usual, Jungkook arrived home late. After ensuring his brothers were tucked in for the night, he made his way to his own room. After taking a soothing shower, he prepared to settle in for the night. However, his attention was drawn to his phone, which kept buzzing with messages.

He rarely messaged in the office group, but curiosity led him to open the chat.

"It's true," read the message, "Kim Taehyung is taking charge from next Monday.

"A shiver ran down Jungkook's spine at the mention of that name. It had been a decade, but the memories still haunted him. The man responsible for his nightmares and trauma was returning. Jungkook's trembling hand slowly reached for the back of his neck, where a mark served as a painful reminder of that fateful night.Desperation welled up inside him as he slipped beneath his duvet, silently pleading with a higher power, "Please, not again.