“You are looking at her? Where? I am coming over keep her there,” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> hurriedly dashed from his office.
“<mark>NamSuk-dong</mark>. I am busy but I will keep an eye out till you get here,” he answered. <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> rushed back into his bedroom, through on a black jeans and white t-shirt, grabbed a jacket and dashed out the door.
It took him a while through traffic to get to the station. His impatience was building, as well as his stress. The traffic cared not for his mood and moved at its own pace. By the time he got to the station, more than forty minutes had passed.
The moment his car came to a stop at the police station parking lot, he called his contact while he rushed out of the car.
“Where are you?” his contact asked.
“I’m here,” he said as he rushed into the station. His eyes only scanned the room for a second to spot her figure talking to an officer.
“Kim <mark>Hana-ssi</mark>!” he called to her.
Kim <mark>Hana</mark> heard the familiar voice and spun in shock. There he stood, dressed differently but just as she remembered him to be; a towering wall.
“<mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon-ssi</mark>!” she called back. For some reason, her red eyes got even redder. She had for a moment thought she had dreamed what had happened to her. How could a dream be that real? She even considered that she had lost her mind from being stalked this long. But seeing him in front of her, she relaxed slightly. She had not <mark>realised</mark> how much panic filled her being and had not left when she slammed back into that supermarket and he was not there.
“Are you alright?” he asked and she nodded and he looked to the small crowd gathered around her. He had so many questions at the tip of his tongue but soon recalled the situation she was in. He resolved that they would talk when they were alone.
“Who is the stalker?” he asked, dragging her to his side.
“That’s him,” Kim <mark>Hana</mark> pointed to her <mark>neighbour</mark> and <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> stepped forward. Looking at the scrawny man, his stress built and his irritation gnawed at him from within.
“Are you crazy? Why are you always following her?” he asked; his calm was cracking and his hands were itchy, “How can you follow someone so much that they are afraid to go home?” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> grabbed his collar.
“You can’t do that here!” One of the officers stepped forward to stop them as <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> picked the man up, leaving his feet begging for the <mark>grey</mark> tile on the ground.
“I just asked her what was wrong with her. Are you the boyfriend? Why was she walking alone on her own? All she has ever done is walk alone!” The stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> shouted back. Some policemen tried to reconnect the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> with the ground, while others tried to pull <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> away, but his tall form and large muscles ignored their weak protest.
“Who asked you to help her walk? Are you a public servant? Doing the work of God maybe? Loneliness police?” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> could not help himself and kicked his knee causing more policemen to join the <mark>scruffle</mark>. This forced <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon’s</mark> rationality to beg his calm to return and he released his grip, dropping the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> to the floor.
“<mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon-ah</mark>!” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> heard this familiar call. Since he had not bothered to cut the call, it seems his contact was alerted to the commotion, thus the frown adorning his face.
“<mark>Hyung</mark>,” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> responded after a slight glance his way. Seeing the man who looked too young for being middle-aged approaching them, the two police officers saluted as they glanced between the man and <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark>. The approaching man’s family was quite known to them, causing them to look at <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> differently.
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“What is going on?” the man asked, walking over to <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon’s</mark> side.
“Director <mark>Kang</mark>, This lady reported him as a stalker. He said that he was only trying to help her home since she looked hurt, but the security cameras showed weeks of stalking. We have procured the camera footage of the supermarket parking lot and she seemed to have been running from him. There is even one of him forcefully grabbing her at the entrance this morning,” one of the officers explained.
“I wanted to talk to her but she started running away. I am her <mark>neighbour</mark>, is it wrong of me to talk to her? She could have said she did not want to talk. I only grabbed her to stop her for a moment, how is that a crime?” the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> asked heatedly. <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> felt so itchy he threw a punch that connected with the <mark>neighbour’s</mark> jaw and the police stepped in between them.
“<mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon-ah</mark>!” Director <mark>Kang</mark> held him back, his face mirroring his shock.
“I’m fine. I was just cleaning dirt on his mouth,” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> said and the onlookers could almost nod at this explanation.
“It seems you and your girlfriend like to respond with violence,” a police officer commented.
“What?” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> and Director <mark>Kang</mark> asked.
“She wants to press charges but she had beaten him with a spade. That makes things a little complicated,” the officer explained, causing <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> to glance at Kim <mark>Hana</mark> hiding behind him and she shrugged in response.
“<mark>Self-defence</mark>,” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> responded, “Besides, why is she injured?” He knew the answer to this question, but he had a feeling they wouldn’t.
His question caused everyone to pause and glance at Kim <mark>Hana</mark> covered in bruises from her cheek down her neck and her arms. True. No one could explain her injury and she refused to comment on it.
“What are you going to do about him?” Director <mark>Kang</mark> asked.
“How about we send him off with a warning if he agrees to stay away from her and does not press charges for the assault?” a policeman looked at both parties for their opinions.
“Then what about his assault?” the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> asked.
“Can I go now? I have nothing to do with this,” one of the two girls standing by the corner asked.
“How are you not involved? You saw someone following me and spread <mark>rumours</mark> that we were dating so that <mark>neighbours</mark> would not even help me when I asked for help,” Kim <mark>Hana</mark> recalled that this next-door <mark>neighbour</mark> of hers was still there.
“I did not know. You’ve never shown me your boyfriend and he was always around you,” she pointed at the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark>.
“I just wanted to get to know my <mark>neighbour</mark>! How am I a stalker because of this?” the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> responded completely provoked.
“Shut it, pervert. I even made comments every time you followed her home at night, asking if you were on a stroll with your girlfriend and even calling her name and you never corrected me!” Kim <mark>Hana’s</mark> next-door <mark>neighbour</mark> retorted in anger.
“That is a witness that he has always followed her home every night. It is normal if she beats him with a spade. How is it assault?” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> asked.
“Someone can testify that you have been following her home and there is evidence that you stalked her. What do you wish to do? Do you want to sleep in this cell or will you apologize and stay away from her? A stay-away order will be written but you will not be charged, as long as you stay away, you should not have issues. What will you do?” Superintendent <mark>Kang</mark> asked the stalker <mark>neighbour</mark> and he looked at everyone present and agreed through his teeth.
“Can I take her home now?” <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> asked and Director <mark>Kang</mark> raised a brow as his eyes glanced between Kim <mark>Hana</mark> and <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark>, before looking to the officers in charge and they nodded.
“We have taken her statement, she can leave. We will process the stay away order,” an officer said and <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> bowed slightly and took Kim <mark>Hana’s</mark> hand to leave.
“<mark>Hyung</mark>, thank you for today. I will see you later,” he said and Director <mark>Kang</mark> nodded slightly at their leaving figures.
“Call me when things are settled,” he said but <mark>Kang</mark> <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> only nodded and walked out of the station with Kim <mark>Hana</mark>. A few seconds later, he pulled out his phone and typed a message on the family group chat. It was only one sentence and it read; <mark>Seo</mark> <mark>Joon</mark> punched a man over a girl at the police station today. Soon, his phone was buzzing without end but he only chuckled and placed it back in his pocket without bothering to answer.