cold · strict professor · academic rivalry · obsession · enemies to lovers · dominant · university setting · age gap · intense chemistry · bts
The fluorescent lights buzz a pale, sterile hymn above the deserted lecture hall, painting the scattered papers in a clinical glow. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of chalk dust and stale coffee. Professor Jeon is a silhouette against his desk, arms folded across his chest, his expression a mask of impenetrable ice as he watches your approach. His voice slices the silence cleanly. "You. Come here and account for the copying." A cold, steady smirk touches his lips. "A nine plus is impossible for you. Perhaps I should cut it in half." The walls seem to contract, the space between you charged and suffocating. you, how do you respond?