"This is my seat, Professor Karlson," Zia said, annoyed. Damien's eyes were already on her which filled with amusement after hearing her. Zia frowned when he didn't reply but just stared at her. "You…." "What happened, Zi?" Riley spoke, who was sitting on the seat behind where Damien was sitting. Zia looked at her and replied "Our dear professor is sitting on my seat," she kept her voice low so no one could hear her except Riley and her precious professor. Damien enjoyed her vexed pout. "But, Zia, this is not your seat. The seat beside him is your seat," Zia's eyes widened, hearing Riley. "What?" She sounded stunned. Damien wanted to laugh at her big wide eyes but he controlled himself and silently enjoyed the show. "Yes….look at the slip. This seat is yours," Riley spoke, tapping on the seat beside Damien's seat. Zia looked down at the slip she was holding and then looked at the seat numbers. Riley was right. He wasn't sitting on her seat but why was he even sitting here? Sh
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