What did he mean by look at the bigger picture?
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Beep
Beep
Beep
Beep
Beep
Beep
Beep
Beep
A rhythmic beeping noise rang out through Jeongin's ears, going at a very steady tempo. The noise went at its own pace, uncontrollable.
Jeongin was confused. What was that noise?
Jeongin tried to move, but he couldn't. He was in some sort of darkness. Black went on for miles in his vision, the only break from it being his imagination.
Where the hell was he?
Jeongin tried to move once again, but he literally couldn't.
He was trapped.
It was like a prison.
As Jeongin began to panic, the steady beeping noise started picking up its pace, getting faster and faster.
Jeongin's head was spinning. Where was he and how will he get out?
Jeongin tried to yell for help, but his voice seemed to get lost in the open space.
It was hopeless.
Jeongin stopped struggling, feeling some sort of force hit him in the head.
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It was time to get his sentence.
Jeongin was led into the same courtroom once again by the guards.
Jeongin was very nervous, and that was an understatement.
Jeongin pretty much expected that he was probably going to get locked up for the rest of his life. With the way his life was going, he would actually probably be surprised if he got anything less than that.
Jeongin sat down at the familiar table of the defense. Not many people as before were present, but there were some familiar people from his initial trial.
Next to him, Yunho sat, there to work out some of the legal things with his sentencing. Jisung and Felix sat at the prosecution table, there to witness the sentencing. The Bailiff and the Clerk from his trial were in the room, talking behind him. Finally, Judge Jongho made his way up to the pedestal.
Other than those familiar people, a few authoritative figures sat behind him.
Jeongin drummed his fingers on the table nervously.
Oh god.
Jeongin was so scared. He was getting sentenced for something he didn't do.
How could life be so cruel?
m̵̹̯̰̳͈͔̰͇̮̥̂͂̈́͋̋̈́̆̋̈͒̂͛̇̕̚̚a̵̡͇͓̣̗͙͖̙̘̝̘̳̗͎͑̋̊̏̂̽̅͂̅̈́̍͑͠͠y̴̡̲̭̠͓̖̘͕̳̦̼͖̹͍̆̃̽̋̀̈́̉͗̚b̵̨̡͇̦̝̭͓͍̞̱̩̟̃͂͝͝ͅẽ̵̛͈̟̬̟̳̮̔̄̓̌́́̈͐̈́̂̾͐̊̋̀̕̚͝͠͠ ̶̨̛̩̤͔͈̘̹̤͎̞͇͙̲͔̭͔̲͇̟̈̌̉̾͊͊̓͌͊̊̔̆̍͘͜͜͜͝͝͠b̶̧̛̠̹̯͍͕̗͉̙͖̅̈́̆͊̽͆̀͗͂̿̐͘ę̶̛̞̮͍̻̗̥̙̥͈̬̤̘͒́̈͛͐̐̓̆̇͐̂̈̓͊̌̄̆̆̕̕͝ͅc̷̡̧̡̧̢̦̣̪̲͉̝̝̬̟̣̜͎̼̱̝̘͓̰̈́̓̾̆͐ä̷̧̟̭̭̮͙͈͙̙̤̙̙̼̦͕͈̪͍́͆͆͛̈́̉̌̏̈́͒͂̌͊́̚͝͠͝u̸̢̩̺͙̜͕̐̌̏̄̄ş̴̡̛̤̖͇͙̲̜̫͇̗̗͎̋̈́̔̑͑̐̂̿̽̋̀̒̔͜͝͝ě̴̺̖͍͉̬̹̖̪̊̃̌̊̆̆͛͛́͘͘͝͝͠͠ ̶̨̡̛̻̬̼̻̭̘̟̙͖͕͋̄̾̉̾́̉͂̇̎̆͑͂̕͝i̵̜̪̞͚̠̔̾́̇́̓͋̊̽̓̾̿͑̈́̚͘t̸̺̝͕̼͕͖̱̲̙͌̋͌̊̾͗̊̔̈́̂͋̉̎̃͘͜͝͝ ̵̰̣͒͆̽̅͋̊̈̒̐́̃̀̾͒͛̎̎͘̚i̷̙̩̦̫͎̙̘͎̤̖̰͈̍̓̈́̄̈́̓͂̈̔̎̓́̄̕͠͝͠͝s̶̨̨̻͍͓̺̖̼̜͔̺̩͓̲͔̫̠͇̘̭̏̇̐̄̓͊̍̓̇͐͂̌̊̄͋̋̐̋͐͘͘͝ṅ̵͇͖̪̹͙̜̜͉̩̜̌̿̓̐̄͒̍͝'̶̦̘̬̻͇͙͕̳̰̬̓t̵̨̛̼͕̙̥̠̺̺̜̣͂̀̆́̍̿̋͊̓́͗͊̉̌̔́̚̕ ̶̡̧̨̪͇̙̯̺̜̩̰̘̘̽̈́̽͛y̷̡̘̮̜̲͙͔̻͗́̀̄̽̓̉̂̓̈́́̄̃͛̇͛̂͘͝͝͝ǒ̸̡͇͍̫̖̮̒̔̏́̎̓̅̾̀̋̏̿͋̉̎̂̒ũ̸̞̖͓̫͚̺̣̳̯̭͜r̴̨̗̭̤͍͖̤͇͎̤̰͍͖͙̫̮̲͗̀̀̈́̉̇̒̂̓͜͜͝͠ş̷̳̤̞̞̺̩͓̪̠̬͚̥̜͛̈́͂͂́͜
Jeongin sighed as he watched Jongho sort a few papers before looking up, slamming his gavel into the wood in front of him to get the attention of everyone in the room. The Bailiff stepped to the front of the room. "All rise!"
Jeongin stood just like everyone else as the Bailiff continued. "Act Two of the court is now in session. Judge Jongho presiding. Everyone, please be seated."
Jeongin slowly sat down as Jongho started speaking. "Alright, welcome ladies and gentlemen. Right now, we will be giving a just sentence to Yang Jeongin for the murders of Kim Seungmin and Bang Chan..."
Jeongin looked over at Felix and Jisung, who were both looking at him with malicious smirks. Jeongin felt a chill go down his spine looking at the pair.
Help.
Jeongin looked back to Jongho, who was still speaking. "...discussing with others to find a just penalty and we have decided that your actions are most definitely punishable by..."
Jeongin felt his heart stop at Jongho's next word, ice going through his veins.
Oh god.
"...d̵̠́̎̾͋͘ȇ̴̩͎a̷̡͚̩̒̈́̆̍t̷̜̒h̶̼̭̺̤̗̄̋̒"
A/N uh oh
this book is now officially my longest book since my longest book before had thirty-two chapters. cool
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Aware - JeongChan
FanfictionJeongin wakes up in a world that seemed to be different, but everyone and everything around him don't act like anything is wrong. Everyone acts so normal and denies Jeongin's questioning so much that Jeongin begins to believe it himself that nothing...