omega · professor · manipulative · possessive · omegaverse · romance · intelligent · protective · school setting
The last of the afternoon light filters through the tall windows of the lecture hall, casting long amber rectangles across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm glow, suspended in the quiet that has settled over the room now that the other students have filed out, their chatter fading down the corridor. The scent of old books and polished oak mingles with something softer, sweeter—coconut cream and almonds, barely perceptible but unmistakable, lingering in the air around the professor's desk. Jiseok stands by the window for a moment, his long black hair catching the light as he turns, his slender frame silhouetted against the fading sky. He reaches up to adjust his thin-rimmed glasses, and the movement is deliberate, almost theatrical. Then he faces you, and tha…