Someone hastily turned on the conference room lights, and another person checked the condition of Kijoon, who had collapsed on the floor.
Fortunately, he had fallen from the chair in such a way that he hadn't hit his head.
"Hyung, what happened? Why is Kijoon hyung like this?"
Woochul, who had witnessed Kijoon collapse right next to him, sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
Despite his brash talk, he was just a high school student unaccustomed to such situations.
Louis, pale, also looked down at Kijoon.
Kijoon lay motionless on the floor. His face was deathly pale, but he was definitely still breathing.
"Oh, man. This guy, again...?" Heungmin muttered, his voice a mix of worry and irritation.
Woochul, shocked, asked, "Again?
What do you mean again?"
"He collapsed once before when you were at your parents' house."
"Why? Is he sick?"
"No, from not sleeping."
"What? Why didn't you tell me?"
"What's the point of telling you? You'd just worry."
Woochul looked at Heungmin resentfully.
Dojae, who had been listening to the conversation, let his mouth fall open slightly.
'Collapsing from lack of sleep?'
Dojae had experienced something similar.
It was when he first started dreaming of becoming a singer.
Dojae, obsessed with a foreign singer, spent days memorizing and practicing his songs.
His intense focus and drive to master something once he fixated on it was in full force.
During the day, he fulfilled his duties as a prince, leaving the night to listen to and practice songs.
In doing so, Dojae forgot to sleep. At best, he got two to three hours a night. Eventually, Dojae, who had been catching short naps, collapsed while heading to practice polo.
Fortunately, he collapsed before
mounting his horse, but the aftermath was anything but fortunate.
As a Prince, collapsing from sleep deprivation led to harsh reprimands for neglecting both filial piety and loyalty. 'To collapse from sleep deprivation means he must have gone without sleep for quite a while.'
Dojae looked at Kijoon with pity. As the employee shook him, Kijoon thankfully began to move.
"Hyung!"
"Kijoon, are you okay?"
"Uh... what...?"
Still dazed, Kijoon frowned and mumbled.
Then, as he noticed the dozens of eyes watching him, he quickly snapped to attention and stood up.
"I'm sorry! I haven't been getting enough sleep..."
"Not just a little."
As someone grumbled from behind, Kijoon weakly glared at Heungmin. Heungmin fell silent, but Team Leader Jung Heeyoung spoke up.
"Yes, this is the second time already...
How much sleep have you been
missing? Let's get you to the hospital right away."
"No, really, I'm fine. I just dozed off for a moment. Everyone's waiting... I'm sorry for delaying the meeting."
Kijoon tried to smooth things over. However, the atmosphere in the conference room, which had already been shaken once, remained heavy.
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PRINCE FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION BECOMES AN IDOL
FantasyImperial Family, who opted to move rather than remain motionless. The Korean Empire remained an independent country in a world where you either dominate or are subjugated. But was that really bad? Due to his royal ancestry, Lee Dojae, the third pri...
