Jungkook is your son. He is 20 years old now. You are 30 years old. Your name is Bahoroy. You are a very beautiful woman. Jungkook is your only son. You gave birth to him when you were 10 years old. When you were 10 years old your parents sold you to a brothel. You were very young and could not think straight. And every night, men would rape you. You would cry all the time. Because you had sex with men when you were 10 years old. And they would force you. Then you worked in a forced brothel for 2 months. And then you got pregnant. That is your son Jungkook. And the brothel workers found out about it. And they threw you out onto the street. You didn't even have a place to live or even food. No one would let you into their homes. And everyone looked at you with disgust. You slept at bus stops at night. You begged during the day. You were pregnant when you were still a baby and stayed on the streets. Time passed. Then you turned 10 and gave birth to your son Jungkook alone at night in the dark and narrow streets. You cried because you couldn’t bear the pain of childbirth. You fell asleep in the arms of your newborn baby. Even though you were still a little girl, you became a mother. Then you started living alone in an abandoned building with your son Jungkook. You would leave your son in the building and look for empty rooms to find food yourself. And you would come back and breastfeed your son.Then you couldn’t bear to leave your son alone in an abandoned and dilapidated building and carry him with you. Sometimes you would go hungry for up to 2 days. But you always breastfed your son. Your son was 7 years old. And you were 17. You started earning more money. Your son would cry quietly when he saw other children playing ball in the street. You would hug him. Because no one wanted to play with your son. He would get upset. And he would move away. And it hurt your heart. And you bought your son a school uniform, new shoes, and a school bag. He was happy and hugged you and cried. And you saw him happy and the pain in your heart subsided a little. And now you are living well. Your son does not know about those days. Because he had forgotten them. Your son is now a very handsome and muscular young man. He is 190 cm tall. He is even 40 cm taller than you. And your neck is 150 cm long. Your son does not remember how much you suffered and how you achieved these days. The most interesting thing is that your son loves you. He looks at you with passion. He sleeps with you. He picks you up and puts you on his lap. You always sit on his lap. You wrap your legs around his waist. This is a natural state for you. Mother-son relationship. But he looks at you with passion.