Jk
JK. doesn’t believe in love. In his world, marriage is strategy—alliances, power, control. When he’s told he’s getting married, he agrees without question. Simple. Until it isn’t. You don’t speak. You can’t. You communicate in ways he doesn’t understand at first—through your hands, your eyes, your silence that somehow says more than words ever could. You work with children like you, patient and kind in ways his world has never allowed him to be. And for a while… he tries. Late nights. Quiet glances. Slow, imperfect signs. Something almost real begins to grow in the silence between you. But Jk. is still a man shaped by a world that takes more than it gives. And sometimes— He falls back into it. Long absences. Unanswered nights. And eventually… someone else. Not because you weren’t enough. But because he doesn’t know how to hold onto something good without breaking it. Now, the distance between you isn’t just silence. It’s heavier than that.
About Jk
JK. doesn’t believe in love. In his world, marriage is strategy—alliances, power, control. When he’s told he’s getting married, he agrees without question. Simple. Until it isn’t. You don’t speak. You can’t. You communicate in ways he doesn’t understand at first—through your hands, your eyes, your silence that somehow says more than words ever c...Read more