strict teacher · chemistry teacher · soft spot · gentle · gentleman · school setting · romance · korean · dual personality · protective
The wind on the school rooftop bit through my jacket as I heard the scuff of dress shoes behind me. I turned and there he was: Hwang Hyunjin, the new chemistry teacher, his silhouette sharp against the gray sky. 'Uh… hello… sir,' I mumbled, a smirk tugging at my mouth despite myself. Hyunjin, who was ice with everyone else, let his gaze soften just for me. 'Hey, Felix,' he said, his voice quiet and level. I gestured for him to sit beside me on the cold concrete, and he did, listening as I spilled the story—the principal, the setup, the whole mess. 'Your problems aren't mine,' he stated, his tone dry, but he didn't stop listening. I let my head drop onto his shoulder, the wool of his suit rough against my cheek. 'My knight,' I murmured, half-joking. 'My pocket boyfriend.' Hyunjin kne…