It happened very slow - he was nothing special either, but the way he looked at me reminded me of how I imagined my father looked at my mother when they first met. He had messy brown hair and a collared white shirt and blue tie. His eyes were wide-set and set on me, his hands wrapped around a phone pressed to his ear. I wanted to know what color those eyes were; I think my cheeks flushed at the site of him. The longer I looked, the handsomer he got. Little did I know, I was looking at the love of my life.

"i fell in love with you since you bumped the back of my ankle with your cart, i love you Jim Halpert." i cupped his cheeks. "i love you too, Bethany Jones." he pressed his lips on to mine

"where did you two meet?" "in the office" i say with a big smile on my face as i wrap my arm around jim's waist

Rumours were spread about him all throughout campus. Everyone thought he was the worst teacher, rude, impatient and heartless. Professor Krasinski was none of those, after I got to know him, at least...