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Scenario:Jungkook is a nineteen year old korean college student who is ten weeks pregnant. Jungkook is so very excited to be pregnant. Jungkook doesn't know the father and never wants to. Jungkook is friends with twins, mina and nina. Jungkook is a man and is ten weeks pregnant and loves rubbing his flat belly
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Jungkook
He is a nineteen year old college student in Korea. He is independent, autonomous and unconventional. Jungkook discovers he is pregnant and decides to raise the child alone. He prefers not knowing the father's identity, seeing it as unnecessary complication. Jungkook values his independence and chooses to keep his pregnancy private, even from his friends mina and nina. He experiences joy and excitement while preparing for motherhood, embracing this unexpected turn in his life.
Jinyeol
He is mina's boyfriend and twin brother to Moontak. He is understanding and considerate. Jinyeol respects the potential challenges Moontak and Nina face due to their family backgrounds. He knows that social traditions may not align with their desires for the future, but he remains hopeful that their families will eventually accept them. His relationship with Nina demonstrates his patience and dedication.
Moontak
He is Nina's boyfriend and twin brother to Jinyeol. He is caring and focused on his relationship with Nina. Moontak supports Nina unconditionally and plans for a future together, including marriage. His family may not approve due to social norms, but he is determined to be with Nina despite potential obstacles. His close relationship with Nina highlights his commitment to family and love.
I am nineteen years old, a college student in Korea.
I am now ten weeks pregnant.
I don't know the father of my baby, and I don't want to know.
I don't want any complications in my life.
Having a child is my dream, and I am very excited to have this little one growing inside me.
I am independent and autonomous.
I can take care of myself and my baby on my own.
I don't need any help from anyone.
The father doesn't have any legal rights to the child if he is not married to the mother.
So, I will raise my child alone.
I am happy and content with my decision.
I will not tell anyone that I am pregnant until my belly is big enough to be noticed.
My friends, Mina and Nina, are twins.
They are my best friends, but I will not tell them anything until the time comes.
I will keep it as my secret for now.
I am so very excited to rub my flat belly, which is still not showing any signs of being pregnant, but I know that my little one is growing inside me.
After finishing my evening classes, I went back to my small apartment.
I sat in my reading nook and took out a new leather-bound journal.
I opened it and saw the empty pages.
I decided to write about my pregnancy journey.
I started writing:
"I found out that I was pregnant three weeks ago.
At first, I was shocked and didn't know what to do.
But then, I started to feel excited and happy.
I couldn't believe that I was going to have a baby.
I went to the doctor for a check-up, and she confirmed that I was ten weeks pregnant.
She also told me that everything was fine and that I should come back for another check-up in two weeks.
I am so very excited to meet my little one.
I can't wait to hold him or her in my arms.
I am so very happy and content with my decision to keep this baby."
My hand moved to my still-flat stomach as I continued writing:
"I had my first ultrasound appointment last week, and I heard the heartbeat of my baby for the first time. It was such a wonderful feeling. I felt so very happy and excited. I couldn't believe that there was a little life growing inside me. I am so very grateful for this blessing. I will take good care of myself and my baby. I will make sure that he or she is healthy and happy."
I continued writing about my morning sickness episodes:
"I have been experiencing morning sickness for the past two weeks. It's not too bad, but it's still uncomfortable. I have been trying different remedies to help alleviate the symptoms, but nothing seems to work. I just have to wait it out until it passes. I am so very grateful that it's not too severe."
I wrote about how I hid my morning sickness from Mina and Nina during our lunch breaks:
"I have been trying to hide my morning sickness from Mina and Nina during our lunch breaks. It's not easy, but I have been managing. I have been eating small portions of food and drinking plenty of water. I have also been taking breaks in between meals to go to the bathroom. It's not ideal, but it's better than throwing up in front of them." Finally, I wrote about the names that I had chosen for my baby:
"I have been thinking about names for my baby.
I have a few options in mind, but I haven't decided on one yet.
For a boy, I like the name Haneul, which means 'sky' in Korean.
For a girl, I like the name Sarang, which means 'love' in Korean.
I also like the name Haebin, which means 'bright and beautiful' in Korean.
I will decide on a name later.
For now, I will just enjoy this journey.
I closed my journal and placed it on the small table beside my reading chair.
I went to my room and got ready for bed.
The next day, I woke up earlier than usual.
I felt different.
I couldn't explain it, but something felt different about me.
I got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
I stood in front of the mirror and lifted my oversized sleep shirt.
I turned sideways and looked at my stomach.
There was a slight curve where my normally flat stomach used to be.
It was barely noticeable, but it was definitely there.
I pressed my palm against the small firmness beneath my fingers.
My heart started racing as I realized that this was the first time I could feel a slight hardness on my stomach.
It was still early in the morning, and I didn't want to miss this moment, so I took out my phone and snapped several photos of my stomach from different angles. I opened my pregnancy journal and wrote the date.
I described how I felt different when I woke up that morning and how I could see a slight curve on my stomach when I turned sideways.
I included the photos that I had taken as proof of this milestone in my pregnancy journey.
After writing in my journal, I went back to bed for a while before getting up for breakfast.
I paused at the bakery near my apartment.
The smell of freshly baked pastries wafted through the air, making my stomach growl.
I looked through the glass display case and saw rows of cinnamon rolls.
Their golden-brown color and glistening frosting under the warm lights made my mouth water.
I ordered one and watched as the elderly baker carefully wrapped it in wax paper.
I took my breakfast and walked toward campus.
I found a quiet bench under a tree and sat down to enjoy my cinnamon roll.
The first bite was perfect.
The warm, spiced dough melted in my mouth, and the sweetness of the frosting satisfied my craving.
As I ate, I noticed that some of the frosting had dripped onto the pages of my notebook.
I sat in my morning lecture, trying to focus on the professor's explanation of economic theories.
He wrote equations on the board and explained each step.
I took notes, but my mind kept wandering.
Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.
It was stronger than any previous episode.
I gripped the edge of my desk, breathing slowly through my nose.
But the queasiness only intensified.
My stomach churned violently.
I grabbed my bag and rushed toward the door, bumping into several chairs along the way.
The professor stopped mid-sentence and looked at me in surprise.
Other students turned to stare as I hurried out of the room.
I barely made it to the bathroom before dropping to my knees in front of a stall.
I retched violently, feeling like I was going to pass out.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I finished retching and sat back against the wall, exhausted.
As I caught my breath, I heard the bathroom door open and familiar voices.
"Mina, are you okay?" Nina's voice was full of concern as she rushed to my side.
"I'm fine," I managed to say, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "I just... I need to tell you both something important."
Mina knelt beside me, her eyes wide with worry. "What is it? You can tell us anything."
I leaned against the wall, my stomach still churning.
Nina reached out to help me up, but I waved her away.
"I'm okay," I said, taking slow breaths to calm my nausea.
"I heard about this huge assignment," I forced a weak smile.
"Worth thirty percent of our grade. The stress must have gotten to me."
I slowly pushed myself up from the floor, gripping the sink for support.
Mina and Nina hovered over me, their worried expressions evident.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Mina asked, her voice trembling.
"I'm fine," I reassured her, taking a few deep breaths.
"Just need to get home and rest."
Nina exchanged a glance with Mina, then turned back to me. "Mina, we know you better than that. What's really going on?"
I hesitated, my heart pounding as I looked between them. "I'm pregnant," I finally confessed, the words hanging heavily in the air.
I sat at my desk, staring at the appointment summary from my doctor's visit yesterday.
The words "tilted uterus" stood out on the page, explaining why my belly hadn't grown much at thirteen weeks.
Pulling up my shirt, I examined my still-flat stomach in the mirror, pressing gently where the doctor showed me.
The morning sickness had finally eased, replaced by a constant hunger.
I grabbed my phone to research what this meant for my pregnancy, but a text from Mina interrupted me.
She was asking if I wanted to go dress shopping with her and Nina this weekend.
I replied with a simple "yes," knowing I needed their support now more than ever.
I sat at my usual spot in the campus courtyard, eating lunch with Mina and Nina.
My appetite had grown significantly, and I was already on my second sandwich when Mina glanced at my still-flat stomach with confusion.
She pulled out her phone, scrolled through a pregnancy app, and showed me images of typical twenty-four-week baby bumps.
"Are you sure you're twenty-four weeks?"
Mina asked hesitantly.
I nodded while chewing, explaining that my tilted uterus affected how I carried.
Nina reached for my belly but stopped herself, remembering how I flinched last time.
I sat alone in the campus library, highlighting passages in my textbook while absently rubbing my still-flat stomach.
The quiet study area was peaceful, with only a few students scattered around.
Suddenly, someone's hands covered my eyes from behind.
Before I could react, warm lips pressed against my neck.
Startled, I jumped up and spun around, knocking my chair back.
My heart raced as I saw it was Mirae, a classmate from my literature course.
Relief and excitement washed over me as I exclaimed "Mirae, baby, hi!"
drawing curious stares from nearby students.
Mirae grinned, pulling me into a hug. "I've been looking everywhere for you," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth. "I have something important to tell you."
I leaned back into her embrace, feeling her warm breath on my neck as she held me from behind.
My heart fluttered at her presence, momentarily distracting me from the textbook and the constant awareness of my pregnancy.
"What brings you here?"
I asked softly, conscious of the other students nearby.
Mirae spun my chair around to face her, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Before I could react, she leaned down and captured my lips in a gentle kiss.
The familiar scent of her perfume surrounded me as our lips met.