"Mel, where are you? We have been looking everywhere for you!"
When the young clerk saw him, he marched over with massive strides, keeping a watchful eye on the situation unfolding around them.
"You finally got some new clothes. Look how handsome you are; this color really suits you!"
The cheerier the clerk was, the more furious Mel appeared to be. It was impossible for the clerk of the Fourth Building not to notice.
"Mel, my seniors are waiting for you inside. Go on ahead!"
Without needing to be told twice, Mel walked away from the scene, and not a single sound came from the students who had been waiting in line all that time.
"You two, come here!"
The young clerk called out two people at random. The faces of the students who stepped out of the line were as white as a sheet. They talked for a while; the clerk would ask once, and the boys would spill everything they knew.
"You can return to your spots!"
