EXTRICATE * lee jeno

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"jeno..."
"why the fuck are there so many articles about me? why are they all so fucking obsessed? oh my god- what did i even do?"

the boy was back at his dorms and absolutely seething. it had only been one day, one day of the school week and there were already more rumours about him. it was only a monday, did people not rest?

"who's trying to destroy my career. there's someone who really doesn't want me to be an idol. this is such bullshit."
jeno's head was aching. his limbs barely responsive from the constant exhausting practice.

"hyung, at least it can't get any worse than this."
"please jisung, whenever someone says this, it almost always gets worse."

at that moment, as if on cue, chenle came into the room - brandishing his phone.
"not to worry you or anything, but doyoung manager-nim sent me a screenshot of what they're are saying on twitter, to show you. it's not good."

jeno thought about it. should he look? if he looked he would most probably get angry or become even more distressed. but if not, the paranoia of curiosity would surely get to him in a bad way, no?

he looked.

he sighed.

at least people weren't threatening to kill him. not yet at least. but it was still difficult seeing people who should've cared for him, even if it was just a little, saying these kinds of things.

"it hurts a little. but a least not everyone is hating on me, it's a start, isn't it?"
jeno tried to form a hopeful smile on his face. but hope wouldn't be able to save him from what was going to happen next.

"we have another situation... and it's probably even worse. the company just released a statement on this..."
mark looked up from his phone before continuing. he didn't want to hurt his best friend, but not telling him would be even worse.

the oldest cleared his throat and began again,
"the company just released a statement, and erm, it says you're gonna be on an indefinite hiatus until this gets sorted out. so you can't be in the comeback."

chenle and jisung felt dread within them. but this dread could not compare to the sheer whirlpool of emotions that tore a cavern in jeno's heart.

"so... all that hard work means nothing? will i even ever get to perform again?"
his members in the room had no clue how to answer him as tears filled his eyes.

jeno left into the cold windy afternoon - his short sleeve white t-shirt exposing his arms to the biting breeze.

"fuck this. i'm not doing it anymore. what's the point in even living now?"

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I BETRAYED MYSELF-
ON THE DAY I WROTE THIS I PROMISE IT WAS ACTUALLY HOBIUARY AND TEN LEE DAY BUT ITS JUST BEEN A VERY LONG TIME SINCE I UPDATED

also nu, i wanna see jeno bby in the cb