Zeva kept ranting her heart out as if it was
the start of an apocalypse! She was very very mad.
Karl looked at the girl and couldn't help but chuckle, and then pat her head.
He then said, "Why are you getting so worked up.. maybe they really want to attend the cla-"
"No! They don't!" Zeva exclaimed at once shutting Karl up. "They have no such intentions! For once did no one ask the topic you were teaching. All they were busy discussing that how hot you looked, how big your biceps were, how chiseled your jawline line was, how you smelled, which coloured shirt had you put on, and what not! Annoying!"
Karl chuckled and shook his head.
He then said, "Alright, alright, tell me what do you want? Do you want me to deny them from entering the class?"
