𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 – 𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘯.`

Work and career always bring success, stability, and income. Hayan and Jungkook live a successful and active life, having been married for two years. They kept their relationship a secret for quite some time, but it couldn't be hidden from the media. After all, Hayan is a famous, successful model, and Jungkook is an influential and successful idol, a popular global performer. Their marriage and family life were the talk of every news outlet and television channel in South Korea and far beyond. They didn't try to fix it, as many were happy for them, but there were also those who weren't.

They wrote all sorts of things: that Jungkook's wife was a narcissist, a two-faced, hypocritical bitch. Fans disliked her from the start, but this didn't interfere with the couple's personal life; they were supported by the companies and agencies where they promoted, albeit in different fields.

Hayan was indeed a rather complicated girl and, in principle, a human being, but Jungkook liked her, even if she was capricious and dissatisfied. However, she didn't appreciate many things, seeing marriage only as a benefit and a certain popularity, since Jungkook was a successful, handsome, and charismatic man. He often turned a blind eye to her foolish antics.

A year later, they faced a crisis and mild resentment: they wanted a child. But alas, the girl couldn't get pregnant; numerous attempts, vitamins, tests, and necessary medications were tried. But all to no avail. Jungkook was tired; he wanted a child, but the girl gave in. Although she didn't seem to care.

Some time later, Jungkook came to the orphanage for Christmas. To congratulate the children and give them gifts. He does this every year, helping those left alone. And children were his weakness. A child of his own was his greatest desire. But apparently, it wasn't given to him, nor destined for him. He resigned himself, didn't press his wife, and left her alone. Maybe someday, but not now, not in this life.

"Hello, Mr. Jeong! You're right on time, as always," said the elderly woman, greeting the man at the door of the Seoul orphanage. "The kids have been waiting for you. They've been talking about you; you're their favorite hero."

do you think the house is -
these are the walls and the roof,
ficus and a soft sofa.

home is a place
where they love and hear.
They hear the ocean in you.🧸