You were the art teacher at Jerome Horowitz elementary. You were very nervous at the moment. You were about to ask someone to the upcoming dance.
You were going to talk to Mr Krupp at lunch. Not to convince him to make the dance fun, but to ask him to be your partner for the dance.
You didn't know how to proceed. You didn't even know if you would get in trouble with him for asking, considering how Krupp is...
"Hello, Miss (L/n)." Melvin chimed.
"What do you need Melvin?" You asked, smiling patiently. "Well, I need this extra curricular credit to get into my dream school, so here's the deal. Either you give me my extra art credit, or I'll tell Mr Krupp EXACTLY how you feel about him!"
You froze for a moment before standing up and heading towards the other staff. "Wait, where are you going?" Melvin asks as you make your way over to Mr Krupp.
"H-hello there, Mr Krupp. There's something I need to tell you." You began, nervous as all hell.
"What do you want to tell me?" He asked, curious.
You stammered and stuttered before sighing, deciding to come right out with it.
"Mr Krupp, I'm madly in love with you, and it would be an honor if you would accompany me to the upcoming dance..." you finally confessed.
Mr Krupp was in complete shock as you both hear the kids in the cafeteria go "Eeeewwwwwww!"
"You're asking ME to dance with you?"
You nod, his cheeks starting to turn red.
The other staff and the children are whispering and giggling until Mr Krupp yelled at them all to be quiet and that lunch was over. Everyone exited the cafeteria except for you and Mr Krupp, who asked you to stay behind. Once the cafeteria was empty, you saw mr Krupp clear some tables and decided to help out. Then, Mr Krupp pulls out his phone and gets some slow music playing. "No one can know about this moment, I can't play favorites. I'm running a school after all..." he says, straightening his tie. He then holds his hand out to invite you to dance. "I'll make this exception for you, but no one must find out." He continues, his face getting red again.
You blushed before smiling and take his hand and you put your other hand on his shoulder and he rests his hand on your waist and you two begin slowly swaying to the slow romantic music.
The entire time you were dancing, you were smiling and blushing. Toward the end, you gathered the courage to look him in the eyes. Mr Krupp, however, was a grumbling nervous wreck. He was looking down and away, a bright red on his cheeks. It looked like he was trying to look angry about dancing with you, but once you cupped his cheek and turned his head to look at you, any frustration he had melted away.
"Are you ok? You don't have to dance with me..."
"I-it's fine, I just...never thought anyone would be...interested in me."
"Well," you began, rubbing his cheek with your thumb. You instinctively started to lean your face closer to his, as you wanted so desperately to kiss him.
"Your a very interesting person to me. And, to be honest," you started to look away, blushing. " I wouldn't mind staying with you forever..."
Mr Krupp stopped dancing and stood staring at you for a moment before the corner of his lips curled upward.
Was he...smiling?
He quickly shook his head and went back to looking upset.
"W-What do you see in me anyway?!" He asks, sounding more angry than he meant to.
"W-well, I love this passion you have, the way you present yourself, just the way you're you. Even when people wanted you not to be you." You giggled that last part.
He then looks you deep in your eyes, seeing if you were being truthful, before he pulls your body towards his and kisses you. Right then and there.
You were shocked at first, but quickly accepted and returned the kiss.
Then the bell rang.
Your class was coming back from recess.
