Chapter 7

Ryeon felt nervous. He adjusted the strap of the leather bag under his arms and wiped the sweat off his face. He entered Busan National University and looked around. The place was huge, with several people entering as well. Some were chatting in groups, while others looked around, appearing as lost as Ryeon at that moment.

"Excuse me..." Ryeon hear a call and looked to the side. It wasn't for him, but for a man dressed in a uniform with the university logo. The guy seemed new there as well, so Ryeon approached, assuming that he was looking for information.

"I'm new here," Ryeon said.

"Hi," Ryeon interrupted, smiling. "I'm new too. And I'm a bit lost."

"Are you freshmen?" the man asked. They both nodded. "I assume you're here for registration, right?"

"Yes!" they replied in unison, smiling at each other as they did.

"Alright. You need to go upstairs