Time To Conquer

AXOSER

"I think you are absolutely right." a voice came from the front row of the auditorium.

A forty year old man, turned looked at the direction where the student has raised his approval.

"Yes Axoser, you were trying to say something?.", A familiar smile crooked on the polite face.

"Sir, It's my perspective that one should manage tasks according to time." He looked back at the class while saying it mischievously.

"Of course you are right Axoser, this is university. Now you all have to work and submit your assignments on time or prior to the given time.

"Look at Axoser, from the whole semester; he is submitting everything on time."

Sir Instalin Isaac encouragement and Axoser was as happy as clam in the high waters. He wanted to show off to the class that no one could take his place.

No one could take his face though as he was born in elite class, yellow hair, with eye black as darkness, smile that can win any lady's heart. When girls read novels about fallen angels, they imagine him in their mind however light can be seen from the depth of darkness.

The eye lashes were black somehow. He got the unusual combination of features that make him appear like God, long nose eyes like artists. He was different from commoners.

Drunk in love for himself, Axoser was as usual the slogan of "Look at me, I am the best." as he walked on the corridor with his "gang"

"Hey handsome" She said frolicking around him; she entangled his muscular arm in hers.

She smiled and winked, as she was the class's Diva and the fashion icon of the whole university, she had the visa to enter Axoser's gang of muscular army.

Although they were in university, but here it seemed like nerds are still sulking as the smarter nerds are prettier, nightmare even for a high school's nerd.

"Sweet, aren't you." She was moving herself like she is a yoyo. What this is all a man wants right? That's what Rebbecca thought.

"Would you please tutor me for the social science class, I can't understand this is a very, difficult topic." she smiled and winked at him.

On the other hand Axoser, was as cool as ice, he rolled his eyes and he ignored her completely with a swift move forward towards his blue Mercedes.

"No, I don't tutor, kids." He moved like fish inside his blue Mercedes, and, "alone". Axoser don't like to be surrounded in monkeys all the time. He needs some "Space."

By that space meant "time to study and practice music." After all what he was a sweet heart and dream of every girl. What is all spice is about? Isn't he too perfect, with perfect life?

Wearing a three piece suit is what he has to do; it is must in his university. After all it is Britain, Only formal means "business."