Namjoon finally stands. "Is counsel trying to tell the court how to do its job, or does he actually have a question for my client?" 

"Yes," Jongdae replies. "I do have a question. You testified, Miss Jeon, that you were not there at the crime scene that moment when these criminals, as you claimed, had wrecked your brother and you weren't there to witness my clients' car hit Jeon Jungkook and left his bloody corpse on the road—" 

My hands have gone numb.

"Objection!" Namjoon is out of his seat immediately. "This is irrelevant, Your Honor!" 

"Sustained. Counsel will refrain from personal commentary," The judge says. 

"That bloody corpse is MY BROTHER, JEON JUNGKOOK," I yell histerically. "HE WAS ONLY FIFTEEN! HE'D DONE NOTHING WRONG TO YOU, HONG NA EUN. AND YOU," I point my finger to Oh Sehun, breathing hard. "MONSTER. YOU KILLED MY BROTHER. YOU'RE MURDERER!"