Close Encounters

In the midst of his steps towards the department head's office, Zeyn felt sharp glances still fixed on him. He wasn't fond of being the center of attention, and the situation grew more perplexing when people seemed to be whispering. They were all engaged in hushed conversations, discussing the perpetrator in yesterday's violence video, which appeared to have captured public attention. Thankfully, it was still morning, because as the day progressed, the crowd would likely grow. Surely, more people would be staring at him while muttering something.