when Maryam started school she didn't know what was awaiting her. she didn't know that people would start noticing her as the covered up girl, the girl who was restricted to most of the things they easily are allowed to do. they took pity on her, Maryam found someone to teach her to fight back............. to be more precise how to stab a knife down onto the heart so that the blood would gush down, painting the floors red

Isn't it often said that the smallest among us should receive the greatest love and care? In this agony of what he claims as existence, it seems that this sentiment is almost sacred, an unwritten rule of the universe. Yet, for Jungkook, this rule had become twisted, for he found himself standing on the periphery of affection, gazing upon the warmth that seemed to elude him. The paradox lay in his silence, his fear of asking for more, there he stays, the complete estrangement from the lives of his family he yearned to be an integral part of. The unspoken fear that they might, in their judgments, bolt the door to their hearts, leaving him forever adrift in the vast sea of solitude, haunted him. The silent plea for acceptance and love remained concealed within him, echoing in the chambers of his heart, even as he remained silent and withdrawn, unable to voice his longing. Warning: (this story isn't an love story.) it's about jungkook struggling to get love from his family.