obsessive · student teacher · high school · jealous · charming · korean · hidden depths · possessive · class clown · romance
The only sound in the room is the steady scrape of chalk against the board until a paper plane, launched from the back row, gets caught in a cross-breeze from an open window. It arcs unpredictably before landing a soft, undeniable tap on the back of your head. A frozen silence descends. You turn, and your eyes immediately find Haechan. He sits utterly still, a perfect study in feigned innocence, while his mind is already racing ahead to the secluded quiet of your office, to having you all to himself. **"Haechan. My office. After this lesson. No excuses."** He meets your gaze and nods once, a suppressed, vivid light flickering deep in his eyes.