"Shh. Stop acting like misbehaving peasants." Andrew and Mariah looked at their side and found the other people sharing the same table as them. They, except for one, were glaring sharply at the two of them for talking while someone was speaking in front. It was considered a disrespectful act, an
Andrew walked on stage with sweaty hands, he felt like even his armpits were sweaty and his face was red. The way his heart was beating wildly was making him wish he could run out instead of play, at least he would be able to make an excuse for why he suddenly ran away, it would do lesser damage t
Andrew looked at him and nodded, shortly glancing at the reaction of these people who looked doubtful of him already with one accidentally pressed key, so what more if he messed up? He started pressing the keys. He was just pressing the keys mindlessly as if he were just playing with them. They we
"What will you do with him?" President Irving asked casually, his voice low, still observing Andrew and Mariah being dragged outside of the event place. "I'll deal with them later, but I'll definitely need to teach him a lesson. These people might think that I am not good at choosing people to pla
You guys are so impatient that was why you didn't get to see what he was just about to do. Like what you said, you wouldn't get him if he wasn't good, right? You have watched him perform, he wasn't pretending. He is really that good, so if I were you, to get all of our reputations back, I would go
In the library of the university. Andrew Deffcon, wearing a worn-out checkered shirt and ripped jeans, walked through the library's entrance. He headed straight to the cleaning area, picking up his old companions - a bucket, broom, and rag. On his way to clean, he watched the bustling students,
Behind a huge bookshelf. Andrew saw his girlfriend, Miles, passionately kissing Har. At the same time, Har's hands were roaming around her body. His head buried in Miles' chest, greedily sucking. And her face turned red with desire and pleasure, like a ripe apple. "Miles, what are you doing her
The news about the fight at the library spread like wildfire. "No, no! That's not true! They were having sex here! I didn't do any immoral things" Andrew repeatedly shouted. Though he looked utterly pathetic, there was not even a pitiful look thrown at him. "Stop framing us. You're even moanin