"Teacher!" I heard a voice calling me in English when all my files and glossary almost fell from my arm. He helped me and picked half of them.

"Ret me herp... herp?" I started to laugh at his silly face he made.

"You don't have to talk in English every time you're with me." He was sweet and funny.

"Haha, I don't know if I could have a whole conversation in English with you. But I'm glad I made you laugh.”

"You can easily. Or are you saying that I don't know how to teach you?"

"No, of course not!" I started laughing and he relaxed himself once again. "So why do you have this bunch of papers, if you could tell me?"

"There are some extra papers I have to translate into others languages, but now they're mixed up." I let out a sigh.

"Oh, I can help you if you want." He gave me a big smile.

"Are you sure you can do it?" I liked to mock him; he was the maknae in his group and he was teased by his hyungs too, especially Luhan-hyung. I was younger than all of them and I was addressing them with hyung or unnie, but he told me, some time ago, to drop the formalities. Though, during classes, I was always teacher.

"Don't you have work to do?"

"Nope, I’ve already finished it."

"Then I shall accept it." I told him when we entered my office and put down all those heavy files. "Then, we’ll put the papers in Chinese here, those in Japanese here, French here, Korean here, German there, English here and Romanian here. You'll know each one by the characters or those particular things. You'll take that pile and I this one. If you don't know something, ask me ok?"

"Un-un... under... understay?" he tried once more and I bit my lip not to laugh again.

"Understood." I corrected him and started sorting my papers.

He started a little discussion about how it was where I come from, since I wasn't Korean, then he asked me what some phrases or words meant or how they were read. I answered any questions, laughing with him and having a good time. What can I say? I like his smile so much.