the chairman pushed namjoon's door open.
namjoon got up from his bed. "appa—"
"give me your phone. now."
"appa wait. let me say—"
"phone. now."
namjoon gulped hard, staring down at his phone, then at his father.
he doesn't even have yoongi's number in it.
the ink on the paper was smudged!
he slowly lift up his phone to his father.
he was about to snatch his phone until namjoon moved his hand away.
"wait. where's your assistant?"
"give me your phone, namjoon."
"i will once you answer my damn question."
"he's in my office."
"i don't believe you. where is he?"
"give me your phone. that is the last time i'm saying it."
"where the hell is seokjin!?" namjoon raised his voice.
his father just stared at him.
"tell me. now. then i'll give you my phone."
JIN IS A GOOD PERSON
YOU GUYS ARE HATING HIM BECAUSE HE CONFESSED- IM DEAD 💀
