{XLVII} is this trash?
xlvii;;min-yoongi::is-this-trash-?
"Ms. Park." Jaehyun was standing across from the girl, who was seated at the witness stand. "Do you care to tell us about your affiliations with either Byun Daejung or Park Jin Young?"
"I spoke to them often," she answered, leaning back in her chair. "As the president of the student council, it's only part of my duty. Mr. Byun's picture of me in his office has nothing to do with me."
"Really?" Jaehyun muttered. He placed a hand on the desk. "And how about your reactions with our current suspected murderer, L.Y.B?"
Jihyo looked bored. "I've never spoken to Lee Yeong Been in my life."
"Oh?"
Jihyo didn't realize what she had said until she noticed everyone looking at her. "What did I... shit."
Yoongi sneered. He glanced at Hoseok, who seemed to also be holding a laugh. Of course she tripped up then. The judges were looking at each other, clearly noting it as well.
"Ms. Park," one of them started, "did you lie about not knowing Lee Yeong Been?"
Jihyo pressed her lips together, and Yoongi didn't even have to read her mind to know that she wasn't going to be able to crawl out of this hole.
He still did, though. I'm fucked.
Jihyo sighed, placing her hands on the table in front of her. "I did, your honour. I do know Lee Yeong Been."
"How exactly?" Jaehyun asked.
Yoongi leaned back. This was going to be a ride.
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Fanfiction[SEQUEL TO: 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘. ❥ sope.] "Do you smell that?" Yoongi sniffed the air. "It smells... wrong." Hoseok and Soonyoung took strong whiffs of the air, nodding in agreement. Jihoon's eyes suddenly looked out into space, making it known that...
