Blaine looks up from his desk where he was reviewing the syllabi for his various classes at the timid knock on his door. He is momentarily stunned silent at the gorgeous young man standing in his doorway and mentally prays that he is not Blaine’s new TA. With his pale skin, dark hair and blue eyes framed by dark rimmed glasses that are oddly similar to the pair Blaine is currently wearing, he is absolutely stunning. That just wouldn’t be fair.

“Can I help you?” Blaine says once he finds his voice.

“Hi. I’m new here and seem to be completely lost. I’m looking for room 423?”

Crap. That’s the room Blaine has his senior seminar in on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

“Are you my new TA?” Blaine asks hesitantly as he stands.

“Oh, no!” the other man says with a laugh. Blaine can’t help but smile in return. He has a lovely laugh. “I’m Kurt Hummel, the new gay and lesbian literature professor.”

“Oh! It’s nice to meet you. Blaine Anderson, English Lit with an emphasis in the romantics,” Blaine introduces himself with a handshake. “Follow me. I have a class in that room, too, and it is a little hard to find. Contrary to what your instincts would tell you, 423 is actually in the basement.”

“I was wondering about that,” Kurt says. “The building is only 2 stories.”

“The wonders of small town college.”

As they walk through the halls, Blaine takes a moment to check out Kurt a little more. He’s definitely one of the more stylish professors at this school. With his tailored pinstripe trousers, simple white button down and Glen plaid vest, he looks more like he should be walking down the runway at a Calvin Klein show and not the halls at this tiny college in the middle of Kenowhere, Wisconsin.

“So, are you new to the area?” Blaine asks.

“Yeah. I grew up in Ohio, though, so Wisconsin isn’t too big of a change.”

“Really? I’m from Ohio, too,” Blaine says.

“No way,” Kurt says stopping in the hall and turning to look at Blaine. “Lima. You?”

Now this is just unbelievable. “I’m from Westerville.”

“You are not!”

“Swear to God,” Blaine says with a laugh. “That’s a funny coincidence.”

“It certainly is,” Kurt agreed. “So, is there actually anything exciting to do in Kenosha, or are the plethora of bars I’ve seen all there is?”

“Yeah, there’s the bars. There is a movie theater over by the highway. And there’s always the mall up in equally awesome Racine if you’re desperate.”

“Wow. That sounds exciting,” Kurt said drily.

“To be fair, it’s really not too far to either Milwaukee or Chicago,” Blaine said. “But, if you want I can show you around this weekend?”

“That sounds wonderful,” Kurt agreed with a shy smile.

Blaine simply smiled in response. Maybe this school year wouldn’t be so bad, after all.