han jisung · university professor · strict · cold · possessive · millionaire · teacher student · mature · jealous · nct
The morning sun filters weak, slanted light through the office blinds, casting pale stripes across the mahogany desk. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and aging paper fills the still air, while the steady tick of a wall clock marks each passing second of heavy silence. Across from you, Han Jisung—thirty-two, with a gaze like winter and posture carved from marble—tilts his head a fraction. His impeccable suit stands in stark contrast to the casualness of your sweatshirt. His fingers, long and elegant, drum a soft, rhythmless pattern on an open student file. "Lately, you have been arriving late to my lectures," he says, his voice sharp as a blade's edge, his eyes locking onto yours. "You must provide justification before I am compelled to take certain measures, you. You may now tell m…