Chapter 44: And if I don’t despise it?
In any case, this madman would really become a madman if he kept taking those drugs. If he stopped now, he would avoid that incident, but at the same time, his character would begin to clash, and his gentlemanly nature would cease to exist.
But that should be a small price to pay for saving the lives of those he would kill in the future, as well as his lovers.
He could also try to go about another method to keep him sane while he was a gentleman. He could go to therapy but I was sure he did not trust any therapists enough to tell them something like, 'I killed three people today. I enjoyed watching them scream and cry for me to spare them. Blah, blah, blah. So, I was going to be that therapist.
He had no idea how much talking could help clear the mind.
"Then are you able to provide verbal solutions after listening to me?" Jin-Yeok asked and I shook my head.
"Not everything requires a solution," I said. "You never know, just talking and knowing someone is listening without them judging or looking at you with scrutinizing eyes can help a lot more than you think."
"And do you think I have a problem?" He asked me. "Do I look like I have something bothering me?"
"No," I said. "But I believe everyone has something they would like to say but can't because of its content. I'm not different."
The room fell silent for a few seconds and I swear I could hear my heart thumping like an alarm clock. I was super nervous.