"Since a very young age, I always believed in our Dear Leader. I remember making my parents chuckled when I said I wanted to be like him one day; they probably laughed because they knew I was going to be a soldier like them. My mom always told me that I would live a good life if I served the country, that military men in Pyongyang had nice apartments like ours. The other kids at school were jealous. They complained about not being able to get as much food as me and watch TV. At this age, I refused to believe them. I would tell myself that their parents were simply not working hard enough to get more food. So I thought they were all jealous of my family's success. That was until I became friend with Jinyoung." [JJPROJECT]

Trigger warning include: short scene, physical violence, blood, mention of suicide, public execution

All my sources for this fanfic comes from Mrs. Yeonmi Park, North Korean defector and human right activist. Please check her out on Youtube should you be interested in more insight on North Korea: Voice of North Korea by Yeonmi Park