“No offence, but your class is going DOWN this debate tournament,”

Seungkwan, your colleague and ‘rival’ as said by countless students and staff, held his iced americano in hand as he gave you a smug smirk while tapping his fingers in a rhythmic beat on the wooden table.

“Whatever, because even though your students are good, mine are BETTER, bow down to me when my class wins this annual debate tournament,” you replied while scoffing at his confidence.

“Alright bet, if you win i'll kiss your shoes, and if you lose, you do the same,” he challenged with a glimmer in his eyes.

“The deal is sealed.”