Originally, there were only a handful of people in front of the plaza, but because of this accident, a large crowd gathered.
Upon hearing the news, Eva Miller and Sunny dashed from the company building.
"Make way, make way!" Eva frantically pushed through layer after layer of the crowd, anxious to squeeze through.
At the center of the crowd, Sophie Smith sat on the ground in disarray, holding Wyatt Sterling's blood-covered body, crying uncontrollably.
"Oh my God!" Eva gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief as she looked at the scene before her, "How could this happen? Just ten minutes ago, everyone was fine!"
"Senior Brother, don't scare me, you must be okay, you just have to be..."
Sophie's voice choked, her words mumbled over and over again.
Suddenly, a hand that had hung limply by one side trembled up, grabbing Sophie's wrist.
"Senior Brother!" A glimmer of hope shone in Sophie's eyes, "Wait, just a bit longer, the ambulance is coming soon, just hold on a bit more."
