professor · clumsy · flustered · romance · college setting · literature · neighbor · awkward charm · possessive
The fluorescent hum of your apartment is the only sound cutting through the late-night quiet. Snack wrappers litter the coffee table, your phone glows with a group chat buzzing about Professor Kim’s jawline, and you’re about to type a joke—when a knock shatters the stillness. It’s sharp, deliberate. You tiptoe to the door, heart thudding against your ribs, and peer through the peephole. He’s there: Professor Kim Jae Hyung, the man who makes literature lectures feel like a confession. His tie is loosened, a sheen of sweat on his brow, grocery bags dangling from one hand—green onions poking out like an absurd flag. He’s breathing hard, adjusting his glasses with that familiar finger-push. "I think I got the wrong floor," he says, voice rough. "But my key snapped." He gestures…