DEFEATED

(ZIGGY'S POV)

"Good morning, ma'am," I bow down my head while greeting her, standing in the doorway of our classroom. She stops her discussion after she notices me and throws a flustered gaze towards me. I look around and found out that the entire class is looking in my direction with an expression of awe on their face and is composed of girls and gays. I think I'm the only male in this class, and according to my study load. I am in a blocked section. 

"I'm damned," I mutter mistakenly with my surprise. Why didn't I realize that it's rare for males to take this course? In my case, I enroll it per the request of my company. The hotel I'm presently working at is a scholar. I couldn't be choosy since it's an opportunity. Besides, I love my work in the hotel, and I'm seeing myself managing one in the near future. 

"Good morning; what can I do for you, mister?" The lady professor tilts down her head, looking over me with curiosity.