1941 " War Without Goodbye" 4

**After an hour, Jimin stepped out of the café. The rain was pouring heavily, so he decided to wait for it to stop. But thirty minutes passed, and the downpour showed no sign of letting up. With no umbrella, he finally gave up and sprinted through the storm, running as fast as he could.**

**Drenched and exhausted, he reached home after half an hour. But the moment he stepped inside, his eyes widened in shock. There, in the dim light of the living room, his father sat on the couch—with an unknown woman perched on his lap.**

*Jimin's blood boiled. A raw, guttural yell tore from his throat.* *his voice was eerily calm, his fists trembling.*

sato " jimin"

*"I said nothing when you forced me to earn money. I said nothing when you called me impotent and beat me for no reason. But who is this bitch, huh?"*

sato" hiroshi"

*"Hey Jimin, don't cross your limits!"* (he shouted.)

sato " jimin"

*"Oh, now *she* matters to you?"* (he spat, his tone dripping with venom.) *"What about Mom? The woman you abused and hit like a coward? You were never a real man— just a pathetic bastard."*

**A sharp *crack* echoed as his father's slap struck his face.**

sato" hiroshi"

You piece of shit! Do you want to die at my hands?"*

Jimin wiped his bleeding lip, eyes burning.

sato " jimin"

*"Mom was right to leave you. Better to run than rot with a monster like you."*

sato" hiroshi"

*"You son of a bitch!"*

His father lunged, fists flying. A kick to Jimin's stomach sent him crumpling to the floor. Only when Jimin stopped moving did the blows cease—until, with a surge of adrenaline, he grabbed a flower pot and **slammed** it into his father's skull. *Then he ran.*

Rain lashed his skin as he sprinted, breath ragged, refusing to cry. Tears were for the weak, and this world devoured weakness alive

**Across the road, under the moon's cold glow, a small figure hunched on a bench—a boy no older than 13, soaked and shivering. His teddy-bear frame trembled; nose red, eyes glassy with tears that fell unchecked. Two broken souls, drowning in the same storm.***

" 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 " ....... 𝓙𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷