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He's distressed, they say, exhausted. Very much so.
They don't know what they're talking about. 
They're talking about me as if I'm not here.

Manager hyung decided to bring me to the company's doctor. I'm not too sure what Jonghyun hyung told him, but he came in all worried, picking me up and carrying me out of the dorm room, with me in drowsy stupor and Jonghyun hyung trailing along.  I'd wanted to protest, but I was tired, and I didn't really feel like talking anyway. It's not like they would have listened. 

I fell asleep on the way here. They still think I'm asleep. 
I want to continue pretending, so they won't talk to me. So they won't ask me stupid questions, like 'How are you feeling?', so they won't have to pretend that they care. 

"He needs to rest a lot more, relax more. He seems very tense. Worried about something. Is anything stressing him out?" 
What a loser. Who the heck falls sick after only one month of schedules? We haven't even debuted. Stupid. Stupid Kibum. 

"Not that I know of." Of course manager hyung won't know. Why would I tell him anything? Jeopardize my career before it has even started? I'm stupid, but I do have common sense. He doesn't need to know anything, there's nothing wrong with me except for the fact that I don't belong.

"Actually...hyung?" Oh, god damn, it's Jonghyun hyung. What is he doing? Why is he even here? Why is he even saying anything? Is he trying to screw me up? 
"Kibum seems quite stressed lately. He never says anything but he hasn't been sleeping well and he talks a lot in his sleep  about practice." 

That's done it. I'm done for. Hyung did this on purpose, d