The King Of School
Chapter 14

That night Zoya makes her way to Brian's room. Since returning home from campus, from earlier he could not remove the shadow of the arrogant master from his mind. He felt confused, awkward at the same time strange. Why would Brian, whom he considered an arrogant man, defend him in front of Vince. Though Zoya has explained before, that Vince is a person who can not be provoked.

While in front of Brian's room door, Zoya is silent for a moment she wants to knock on the door but still hesitates.

If I knock it, I don't know what to think. Why am I bothering him these nights. Uh, I'm why the hell, I better just go.

Zoya decided to cancel her intention, she turned around and was about to walk away. Suddenly the sound of the door opening. Zoya stopped and looked back.

"Emmm, I was just passing by..."

Zoya is mistaken when Brian opens the door to her room.

"Groans through?"

"Well, I was gonna knock.. uh, I didn't mean I was coughing so I wanted to take a drink downstairs." Zoya quibbles with a thousand reasons, not knowing why she suddenly feels like a thief caught red-handed.

"Come in!" exclaim Brian in a flat tone.

Zoya had felt something was wrong with her, and now she foolishly wanted to go into Brian's room. He seems to have been hypnotized.

"Eh, why is the door closed."

Zoya was astonished to see Brian shut the door of her room, Zoya's expression changed both of her eyebrows instantly fused together.

"There's something important I want to talk to you about, so I don't want anyone to bother us."

Brian then went step by step closer to Zoya. He didn't show any expression. But Zoya reflex retreated backwards to see Brian walking up to her.

"Eee, arrogant sir what are you going to do?" said Zoya who started to panic a little. His mind immediately flew everywhere.

But Brian keeps moving forward and ignores Zoya's questions. His gaze was straight forward, while Zoya who had been retreating backwards finally hit a sofa. He then sat down, and immediately he closed his eyes because he resignedly saw Brian who was standing straight in front of him.

Geez Zoya why don't you yell, are you going to let yourself end up in the hands of the arrogant master tonight

Deck.

Zoya opens her eyes and sees Brian giving her a glass of water at the table.

"It's take, didn't you say you were coughing and wanted to drink."

Nonchalantly Brian thrust a glass of water at Zoya.

Zoya was silent for a moment, then the worry that was seen on her face just now instantly disappeared and turned into a smile. He looked at Brian's blue eyeballs, and greeted the glass of water slowly.

Geez Zoya, for a moment you think you will fall for the arrogant master tonight, your fault is also mostly watching soap operas

Zoya immediately drank the water while pensive. I don't know why she thought such a strange thing.

Brian then sat down on the chair beside the sofa where Zoya was sitting. The chair was rather tall so he was forced to lower his body slightly towards Zoya.

With a reflex Zoya rewinds her body slightly to the back of the sofa. "Why are you staring at me like that?" ask Zoya who was already awkward from the beginning. He tried to throw his gaze into the surrounding area.

"I want to say something."

Deg.

Once again Zoya felt her heart feeling clapped by the drumsticks.

"What?" zoya asked with a curious expression.

"From your ears." exclaimed Brian with a serious expression.

"Zoya..." Brian began to say softly and somewhat doubtfully.

"Well.." greeted Zoya with a soft tone of silk, he brought his ears closer, now his heart has been beating very fast, even beating the speed of the nascar car piston.

"I can't dance."

Pfft.

At once Zoya spouted out all the water she had been drinking. Fortunately Brian immediately returned to sitting upright if not, he must have been hit by a burst from Zoya.

The awkward atmosphere earlier instantly changed drastically. Zoya had been hoping that Brian would say what he wanted. But what he heard...

"What's? What you just said."

Zoya's expression immediately changed to that of a chatty lady. He picked up the tissue on the table and wiped his mouth. Then he looked at Brian sharply.

"Well, I can't dance,"

With indifference Brian said honestly that he really could not dance. Hearing that, Zoya immediately clenched her hands into the air.

"You! Eeeh."

"You can't dance? Then why did you register yourself earlier."

Zoya's meek soul just now instantly disappeared. Now he looks more like a demon ready to gore at Brian. How can Brian casually admit that he can't dance, but this afternoon with confidence and high confidence, Brian has registered himself to the competition.

"Because of you, don't you really want to come along and you need a partner to compete, and I just keep my promise." Brian said indifferently as he crossed his arms.

"You're really, I do want to take that competition, but..."

Zoya immediately took the phone out of her shorts pocket and immediately dialed a number.

"What are you going to do." asked Brian.

"No. I don't want to be humiliated in public anymore, we better just back off" Zoya said firmly.

"Please, even if you step back, you will still be humiliated, right? Because I made a challenge on Vince this afternoon you remember!" Brian reminded Zoya of the incident this afternoon.

"True.." shouts Zoya, her face instantly turned pale.

Zoya scrapped her plans to withdraw from the competition after hearing Brian's words. He suddenly daydreamed as if resigned to the circumstances. While Brian casually stood up from sitting down, and walked towards the window.

"I really don't think, how can you register to come, if you can't dance yourself, arrogant sir."

"I'm just saying I can't dance, doesn't mean I want to cancel."

"Then how do you want to beat Vince."

"You!"

Brian turned around and pointed towards Zoya.

"I, uh,,"

"Well, you're gonna teach me how to dance."

Leisurely Brian said all that, Zoya immediately shook her head and leaned on the sofa. He is now out of sense. He thought Brian was the man he had been waiting for. But it turned out that it was not in accordance with his expectations.