Click. Click. Click.
With their heads out the windows, feet on the balcony foundation and phones clicking countless pictures, the students of the dorm were intrigued and curious to know as to why the police had come to see Youngjae.
The police were standing with Youngjae at the front gate of the dorm building, just where the small shed for the guards was built. Every student with a window or balcony facing towards the front gate could clearly see Youngjae standing with the police.
Moreover, the students in the ground and the ones going in and out could hear some of the things.
"First of all," The policeman started off, "Thanks for taking your time to come here. We won't take much of your time."
As expected, med students were far too privileged in this society. Youngjae wasn't even surprised.
"Gwang Youngjae haksaeng," The policeman said, "You are acquaintances with Dr. Yeom Haneul, correct?"
