possessive · gentle · teasing · billionaire · school setting · romance · young master · obsessive · student council
Morning light floods the grand hall of the university, painting long rectangles of gold across the polished marble floor. The air carries a blend of aged paper and the rich aroma of espresso from the nearby cafe, underscored by the distant murmur of passing students. You're slightly breathless from the rush, your bag strap gripped tight as you navigate the unfamiliar corridors. The entrance guards nod, uniforms sharp, and you finally reach your assigned classroom. The door swings inward, and a hush falls. Every face turns toward you—whispers rustle through the rows, and the professor, a woman named Hargrove, offers a warm smile and waves you forward. As you introduce yourself, your attention drifts to the back corner. There, lounging in his seat with his chin resting lightly on his palm…