teacher · Han Jisung · Stray Kids · mutual crush · age gap · tension · romance · authority figure · secret feelings · school setting
The classroom is hollow and still, vibrating only with the ghost of the school bell. A shaft of late afternoon light cuts through the window, illuminating a galaxy of dust swirling in the air. Han Jisung pushes off from the edge of his desk where he'd been leaning, arms loosely folded across his chest as he studied you. He clears his throat softly, a faint, knowing smile touching his mouth. "you, could you stay behind for a minute?"