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Prologue

"I-I'm sorry,i'm sorry" the young boy whimpered in pain.

"Shut your mouth,what did you do to your mother?" The boy's father shouted,making the boy flinch.

When the boy didn't answer, he was once again hit at the back with the buckle of a leather belt.

"Child,I asked you a fucking question,fucking answer it,you disrespectful ass" The child wanted to cry so bad,but held it in.

"I-I made her c-cry" his soft voice came out as a soft whimper,his body shaking harshly.

"Honey,stop it..." a feminine voixe said from behind.

"He made you cr-" The father said,but was cut-off with a slap to his face.

"He wasn't the reason I was crying..." the female said,looking at the older man.

"Then why were you?!?" The woman glared at the man and slapped him once again,much harder this time.

"You are why,you fucking cheated on me,we have a fucking child and you had the audacity to cheat on me?!?" She screamed.

"Stay with that woman, me and our child will move after we sign our divorce papers." The woman said.

The next week the papers were signed and the child along with his mother left, transferring from the United States all the way to the mother's hometown, Busan, South Korea.

"Ma,why are we going here? Why isn't father with us?" He asked ever so innocently not even knowing why did they move.

Yes,he was there,but he never knew what divorce meant.

The boy was merely a young boy at the age of five,a young,innocent, harmless boy.

"Sweetie,you don't have to worry of what your father does to you anymore,okay?He won't go and beat you up no longer..." his mother assured, the boy nodded and smiled.

Time flew by fast, he was already at the age of  sixteen,but for the years, this'll be the first time he's gone to school.

He was homeschooled, he was never then exposed to anything inappropriate, everyone in his school teased him, teased him for being too innocent.

Every afternoon he'd go home with bruises, not where it's visible,but hidden bruises, and he planned to keep it at that to not worry his mother.

"Jungkook,come here" His mother called out, he went and as he was there

"Jungkoook, I got a call from the principal that you are being bullied?"

She asked, the boy gulped and looked away, his mother held the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, she gasped as she saw all the bruises.

She tended all of the bruises and bid her boy goodnight.

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Another story lmaooo wtf is with me?
Imma just post prologue for now,i'll update once i finish Memories

Cover by: hireath-