MINUS ZERO

The battle in Arena No:6

In the center of the next week, when the digital clock displays 8:15 pm, Juray was busy studying in his room, on the study table with a pen writing on a scrambled note pad, a laptop in the front viewing his class works, a textbook in the side, a half drank water bottle, his mobile phone charging near his note pad and a calculator. Without any attention around, he was sitting straight and running his black pen on the paper.

At 9:30 pm, the boy placed his pen aside and stretched his arms high with the end of a sigh. Hanging himself half out of the chair from the back, he stared at the ceilings, empty-headed. Just then....

Knock..... knock.... three were heard. Placing his mobile on the notepad to avoid the papers from flying around, he left his seat and answered the door.

To his surprise, it was the night's shifter man, "Is everything alright?" he asked with a little surprise. He noticed a smile of excitement on his lips before his reply and said, "I hope everythi