The atmosphere grew increasingly tense as Kriss and Jack approached the door to the Department of History Education's office. Walking behind the chairman, Kriss could only feel cold sweat moistening his tightly clasped fingers. What had once been a vague concern now loomed as a harsh reality, infiltrating his every thought. When Jack received a call from their department head, Kriss was immediately invited to accompany him. Initially, he had refused, but it seemed the matter was grave, so he reluctantly agreed to go along. The blonde-haired guy seemed to understand all too well what was about to be discussed.
They finally arrived in front of the office door. Jack gazed at it for a moment before lightly knocking.
"Chairman," Kriss inquired hesitantly, "are we summoned to provide information about the video circulating today?"
