Six: Namjoon

"I'm Professor Kim," I said as I wrote it down in block letters, on the blackboard. I turned my attention towards the students and just as I expected giggles erupted amid the young ladies. "Let's focus on the lecture now." I pointed out a random guy and asked him to pass the books. "Turn to part three, issues of music education." I could hear the rustling of pages. I start my lecture by beginning with chapter nine. I wrote the important notes down and asked the students to underline it in their textbooks. "Please, do the reading on pages 1-3 in your new book. Wednesday we will have ourselves a little pop quiz. Class dismissed," I said with a mocking smile. A couple of students came over to me. Their laughing behind open palms. "Prof. Kim," one of the girls stated. I looked up at them, "What can I help you ladies with?" "My friend here thinks that you are hot," the smaller adolescent answered me. I gave them a smile of appreciation. Quickly they left. I smirked as they hurried out the door.

My breath hitched when I saw her walking past the study hall. I took my phone from the desk and put it in my pants pocket. Quickly I made my way towards her. At the moment she doesn't seem to notice me. I walked up to her and took my stand beside her. She looked up at me. I want to melt deeper into her gaze. I want to take her to my house and clean out some space for her clothes in my wardrobe. And I don't even know her. I swallowed down the lump that formed in my throat. "Hey..." I greeted, but I couldn't seem to get out anything else. She gave me a nervous yet adorable smile. Apparently I'm not the only one whose starstrucked. She opened her mouth, but closed it and nodded in reply. She pulled in a shivering breath. I smiled at her reassuringly as I struck out my hand towards her. "Kim Namjoon," I introduced myself. I could feel her uncertainty. I was just about to put my hand back into my pocket, when her hand folded softly around mine. "Samantha Jones," she vocalized sweetly. I lost myself in her emerald eyes. Our hands still touching.

The other lady from earlier joined us and quickly we let go of each other's hands. My heart is pumping so hard that I am afraid that they would hear it too. A light candyfloss tint crossed her cheeks. She turned her face away in embarrassment. I wish she wouldn't hide her face from me. She's so beautiful. Her bashful side is so cute. Her friend stared us down, and asked if we were coming. They showed me towards the Professor's lounge. I pour myself a cup of coffee. I were introduced to the other educators who teaches in the building. Spontaneously I greeted them and smiled at them, even though my eyes kept turning her way.