"Well you're obviously crazy if you ask me."

Jerking his head up, Jinki stared open mouthed at his open door, for in the middle of the doorframe was the source of his many affections; Kim Kibum.

--

Kibum wanted something. Now, even though Jinki didn't know Kibum particularly well, he could tell that the other was on a mission. For what, Jinki was unsure, though he knew deep inside himself that whatever it was, he would be unable to refuse.

Chuckling nervously, Jinki gestured for Kibum to enter his classroom, finding a sense of satisfaction as the (gorgeous) History teacher stared around in unabashed awe. Jinki knew his classroom was great; it had a certain character similar to Jinki himself, though it gave off a more antique feel.

Getting over his slight nervousness, Jinki bravely spoke.

"C-Can I help you- uh..." Jinki cursed himself for stuttering, not entirely sure how to address his colleague.

"Call me Kibum, yeah? I get to call you Jinki though." And he had an adorably cute smile on his face, dimples exploding in his cheeks and nose scrunching slightly, and Jinki obviously couldn't help but agree. 

"Minho wants to do a sports competition, he told everyone a few days ago but I realised you weren't in the staff room so I thought I'd come and let you know. It's staff against students, and we're going to thrash the little s, just warning you now. I'm not letting myself lose to the things." He sniffed disdainfully, almost sneering before Jinki couldn't take it anymore, snickering slightly at the lordly expression on Kibum's (beautiful) face. Kibum's eyes softened slightly, giving in and giggling at himself.

"I wanted to know if you're interested in playing against them. Taeminnie is playing and I'll be doing it too, and Jjongie and Minho of course and-"

"Woah, Kibum, of course I'll play. It'll be nice to stretch these old legs, work out the kinks and stuff. I'm afraid I get stuck inside quite often, too caught up in my books," Jinki