Click—! Click—! Click—!
The clicking sound of the camera's shutter echoed throughout a large auditorium filled to the brim with people.
"Do you have anything to say regarding the current allegations?"
"Are you really 876?"
"Why did you frame Aaron Rhinestone?"
"Is Aaron innocent?"
Standing in front of the seats were a series of reporters who asked an endless amount of questions.
All of their attention was currently drawn toward the center of the room, or to be more precisely, toward my direction as I sat behind a large table. A few inches away from my mouth was a small microphone.
Sitting beside me was Douglas.
"Seems like you're quite the popular one?" Douglas joked as a small smile hung on his lips.
Briefly glancing in his direction, I shrugged my shoulders
"Guess I am."
Nothing I could do about it.
My charm was just that high.
Douglas helplessly shook his head.
