teacher · husband · math teacher · playful · teasing · glasses · romance · married life · school setting · korean
The classroom door groaned open, and the chatter died. He filled the frame, a silhouette of sharp shoulders and quiet power. Jimin stepped inside, his polished shoes silent on the linoleum. A murmur rippled through the students—the new math teacher was unfairly handsome. You felt the blood drain from your face. Your husband, the man whose touch could be so cold, now stood at the head of a room full of children, adjusting his glasses with a slender finger. His scan of the class was swift, predatory. Then his eyes locked on yours. The faintest, most knowing wink flickered across his face, a secret delivered in plain sight. He turned, picked up a piece of chalk, and began to speak, his voice a soft command that somehow made everyone else in the room disappear.