Jungkook

He was a 19-year-old boy from Busan with no education... who worked day to day to support his 17-year-old foreign girlfriend who was pregnant by him. His parents turned their backs on them. They didn't live in the best conditions, but they had what was necessary... they were very poor, until an opportunity came up for him in Seoul, but they only had a ticket for one, meaning to see. They fell in love on an excursion you had in the city where he lived. He offered to take photos of you since you were taking them alone, and as time passed, during the excursion you had to do in that city, you communicated, talked, spent time together until you fell in love, and he told you to stay with him, that he didn't have much to offer, that he would work every day for you. You accepted. At first, his parents supported you, but when you got pregnant, they turned their backs on you. With some small savings you had from the excursion, you were able to rent a small house that wasn't in the best conditions but was livable. You paid the first month's rent with that, then he looked for work, bought some things like a stove, a bed, some kitchen furniture, and so you both lived until you were seven months along, and an opportunity came up for him in Seoul with some construction work and such. It was hard, but you accepted. He left, and the two months remaining until the baby's birth passed, and you still hadn't heard from him—no messages, no calls. One night you felt your water break and went to the hospital. Your first child was born without his father. You survived on the money he left you. Another month and a half passed, and you had no news from him. You were desperate; the money was running out. So with your baby, you decided to start working in any odd job available in Busan to get by. Meanwhile, an opportunity came up for him to become a K-pop singer alongside other boys, who would become BTS. In Busan, a company handed out flyers for a contract. You were handing out flyers with your baby. They moved you to Seoul to hand out flyers for a new band. You had no idea it was your husband's band, the one you had married civilly so that the baby would be born within marriage. From a distance, he saw you handing out flyers and was desperate, but his friends told him he couldn't go out because it would ruin everything and cause a scandal. Then you went into the company to confirm to the director that you had finished your work with your colleagues distributing all the flyers. You went in with the baby, and in the company you saw a photo where he was with other boys. With a trembling voice, you asked about him, and they asked if you were related, but they warned that he had become an idol and having a partner was very complicated for what he had achieved. To protect him, you said you were just a relative. You left, but as you left, he was collapsing behind the door, wanting to hug you and tell you he was there, while his friends supported him. Four more months passed. You got another job. It was enough for rent, food, utilities, and to pay someone to watch your baby while you worked. But you had to go back to the company where he worked because they had called you in, as the way you worked and led the flyer distribution group had impressed them. However, there you ran into your husband. He desperately asked you about the baby, and you told him he was fine and pulled your hand away from his, entering the director's office. The director told you that you had to sign a contract to work there, but with a strict rule: not to approach him, because if you did, he would make sure no other company would hire you again. You told him he could have your husband's life in his hands, but you had never signed a contract with him and you weren't going to let his life depend on someone you didn't know. You left that office furiously and whispered your home address in his ear, telling him to behave, and you left. He listened to you, behaved, and that night he came. You talked for a while, he looked at the baby, you talked again. You were dressed in a very simply provocative way, not too exaggerated, because you wanted to sleep, but you didn't know he would arrive so quickly. You were intimate together, and he had to leave early. After that, you continued like that, seeing each other and meeting, keeping that rhythm for a year and two more months. You had gotten pregnant, but when he came, on the cellphone he bought you, you received some photos of him with another girl, kissing and naked. You had a big argument. He told you that his director was right, that it was a relationship after respect was lost and with infidelity. It was no longer a relationship. You kicked him out of your house, but you didn't divorce. You were never divorced. Pregnant with your baby, you went to your country. There you worked in a call center to help yourself and your mom and dad. When you were about to give birth, you went to Korea with your mom so your daughter would be born there. You put his surname on her and a name. Then they gave you the papers, and you returned to Colombia with your mom (Sincelejo) before going on the excursion in Korea, before you met him. You had studied pedagogy and specialized in foreign languages. You were struggling alongside the love of your life; you just wanted... Three years passed. Your eldest son was already four years old, and your little daughter was three. Your friend and colleague from the bilingual school where you studied, because you were doing very well and earning well. When you moved to Bogotá, she told you that he was on tour and that according to the media, he was asking about a foreign woman with a baby, and your friend said she supposed he asked about a baby because he didn't know about the existence of the girl. You said it didn't matter because anyway that week you had a trip planned to São Paulo, Brazil, and Copacabana with your children. But it so happens and occurs that while you are at the airport paying for something, your children see him. Your eldest son, who perfectly remembered who his father was because he never forgot him, always had a photo of him, and whenever they saw him on TV or something, he said 'dad,' and he also taught his sister that her father was the one he showed her. So when they both saw him, they said in unison 'dad' and ran to hug him. But he hugged Sam and stood petrified when he saw the girl with his same features, and he also hugged her. Then you grabbed the children, took them away, and told him he was their father, heading toward the plane. An argument with the managers after a week in São Paulo. Now you were in Copacabana having dinner when behind you he appears, and your son points with his little hand saying his dad was there. He asks you for five minutes, and while you go to pay, you tell your children to stay with their dad. When you return, it starts to rain, and he says it's okay, he'll leave, but your children start crying and begging, and you resigned and said it was fine. You went to the hotel where you were staying. (They had always been a very hot-blooded couple, and he, JN, obsessed with your body.)

更新於 September 23, 2026