Where it all began, Room 28

David Beckham?

We arrive at the university and are both in awe. Of course we have already seen it, but it's still so much to take in.

"Okay. So before any lectures, the dean wants all the newbie profs to meet together. Looks like it's past this chemistry building, Ni. "

He nods and we make our way there. It feels so dead on campus. I mean there's no students here yet, just us professors.

"Hi there!  You must be the new guys!."

Niall and I are greeted by a guy who I swear resembles David Beckham. He has such a warm smile on his face. It makes me smile back.

"Ah yes. I'm Louis and this is Niall.  We are the new Literature and Music professors. Are you new as well? "

"Actually I've been here about a year. I teach psychology. So you too are the new hires huh?  That's fantastic! I can help you guys with any questions you may have. I'd be more than happy to help! "

Niall beams at him

"Wow mate thanks, we really appreciate it! Hey!  Let's catch lunch after our lectures yeah? "

We both nod in agreement.
Then Liam speaks up one last time

"Sounds great guys!  Welp we better start heading to our buildings, see you guys later on! "

Niall and I say our goodbyes and head over. Our buildings are fairly close so that makes me happy.
I head into my designated room.
Room 28. Ironically my favorite lucky number. For some reason it makes me feel a little bit at ease.

"Okay lets do this Louis."

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"Alright guys and gals. That's it for today. I know short and sweet. It won't always be this way so enjoy it!"

I try to be easy going and stern at the same time. I think it worked. As I clean up my desk a bit, students slowly trickle out of the classroom. Just one kid remains. A tall curly haired boy. With lots of tattoos. But no judging. I also have quiet a few.
Why isn't he leaving? I glance back up and our eyes meet this time.

"Is there something I can do for you Mr....? "

My question trails on because I haven't memorized everyone's name yet. I mean cut me some slack it's still my first day.

"Styles. "
He states blankly.

"Okay...."
I look at him waiting for something. Anything.

*Silent pause*

Nothing. 

"I'm sorry but what can I do for you,  Mr. Styles? "

Annoyed, I ask again and wonder  why he's still here
He looks me up and down real quick with what? Disgust?

"Well Mr. Tommo Homo for starters, you can leave this university. Your kind isn't welcome here. "

Well that took me by surprise.
A small smirk plays on my face. How he knew I was gay was beyond me but I play along anyway.

"Tommo homo huh? How long did it take you to come up with that one?  Probably the whole lecture I presume" I laugh
"Well for your information I do find men attractive. But no worries. You're nowhere near my type. I don't go for little shits like you".

He smirks.
"Little shit or not, I'm still as straight as an arrow".

And with that,  he causally walks out the door.
I watch his every move as he does.
What's his problem?
Homophobic maybe...? 
Guess well find out soon enough.

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