airplane mode; kv ✓

thirty eight.

Some journalist guy
I've published the article and there are reporters outside of the building right now
I also see Mr. Kim entering the building right now, are you sure he won't stop this?

xxx
No, did you know he has schizophrenia?

Some journalist guy
Literally how the fuck would I know
And how do you know?

xxx
I used to study psychology, he's been avoiding eating lately and he's always looking behind him
I saw jeongguk come in with some medicine today and looked inside to see that it was for schizophrenia

Some journalist guy
This is way too far, you can't trigger the poor kid when your target is Mr. Jeon

xxx
I wasn't going to, but my wife has filed for a divorce because she found someone who can give her a luxury lifestyle
I lost mine because of him.
Now he'll lose his money, position, and that little boyfriend of his
What a shame they've only been dating for two days now.

Some journalist guy
You're a psycho and a sad guy who's mad that he has to sweep floors for a living

xxx
*video attachment*
And you have a small dick

Some journalist guy
Go fuck yourself you sick fuck

"Do you still feel sick?" Jeongguk worriedly asked the boy who gripped onto his desk right and squeezed his eyes shut.

"I feel faint," Taehyung weakly whispered and rested his head on the desk. He could feel Jeongguk's gentle hand caressing his back which made him feel slightly better, "The medicines making me feel sick but it's not even helping me,"

"Just give it a few days, I'll get you some food from the cafeteria downstairs," Jeongguk was ready to stand up, but Taehyung grabbed his arm and shot his head up, "What? You didn't eat this morning either, you were throwing up the food from yesterday too."

"Because it's poisoned," Taehyung replied with a fearful sunken face. Jeongguk frowned and cupped his cheeks, sensing how hot he was becoming.

"Tae, nothings poisoned. You're having a delusion," Jeongguk softly spoke trying to convince the boy who shook his head and pushed him away.

"It is, you don't get it there's someone following me around and putting shit in my-"

"I've been with you the past two days, I promise there's no one," Jeongguk shifted on his knees and placed a hand on Taehyung's thighs, "You need to eat something now or else you'll pass out. I'll get you something to eat now, alright?"

"Okay," Taehyung gave in and watched the young CEO stand up. A dark feeling swarmed him and gripped onto his hair out of frustration. Why the hell isn't the medicine working?

"Why are you ignoring me? Hello."

Taehyung groaned and covered his ears, staring at his phone as he debated calling his psychiatrist. He picked up his phone and decided to text the woman anyway.

th
Hey I know u said you'd call me tomorrow night but my symptoms I getting so much worse I can't bear it right now
I've taken the medicine and I'm getting the side effects but nothing's treating me