Zayn couldn't concentrate since the time he came out of the bathroom, after what he'd seen, his thoughts were attacked with unruly thoughts of what could be happening between them.
Phoebe and that unknown guy.
He couldn't help but blame himself for being late to get Phoebe.
"You're such a loser," his inner self accused which made him feel guilty.
He knew he could throw away the thoughts of being a loser, he wasn't one.
And if he wanted, he could have Phoebe.
The thing was just that.
He did not know the person he was against, what if it was some other rich kid with massive powers?
Well, he also had power, the son of a politician and his mother a jewelry businesswoman associated with a cosmetic brand and clothing brand that were on the top list in the country.
So he was born out of a silver spoon.
But one thing he'd learnt in this world, was never pick your opponent without knowing who your opponent is.
