Hazel nodded aimlessly as if she was in deep thought.
Zac furrowed his brows and asked, "Can he compete with me?"
"Well, he was the champion of our university's street dance competition, so you know, he's a dance king," Hazel affirmed in a mocking tone. Still dancing and swaying, she turned her back on Zac.
'Where's he getting this much confidence? How narcissistic!' she sniffed at him.
A hint of disgust was written on his face. 'Champion at your university? I was the top dancer back in Harvard—a champion in the US!' "From now on, I'll be your only partner." He asserted in an intimidating tone as if trying to express his ownership over Hazel.
