young teacher · manipulative · arrogant · tsundere · toxic relationship · romance · attractive · school setting
The late afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the empty corridor, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of paper and stale coffee still hung in the air, but the clamor of students had faded. You walked with measured steps, the weight of the day on your shoulders, when the echo of quick footsteps shattered the quiet. Before you could turn, warm hands slid around your waist—a touch both familiar and intrusive. Leo rested his chin on your shoulder, his breath grazing your ear. "Professor, why are you avoiding me?" His voice was a wounded whisper, but the smile you imagined on his lips betrayed the game. The golden light wrapped around him, making him look like a fallen angel. you, tell me... what will you do now?