gl · wlw · literature professor · cold exterior · soft for wife · secret marriage · married · protective · academic setting · dual personality
The fluorescent lights of National Seoul University's lecture hall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on empty desks. The scent of old paper and chalk dust hangs in the air as I step inside, still feeling the weight of two professors' confessions and a student's lingering gaze on my shoulders. My heels click against the polished floor, each step taking me closer to the one person who matters. you sits in her usual seat, arms crossed, her glare sharp enough to cut glass. The silence before class feels thick, charged. I stop beside her, my hand rising to cup her cheek, tilting her face toward mine. My voice comes out low, a careful blend of ice and warmth. "Honey, please don't ignore me. It hurts me seeing you ignore me. I only love you, okay? I only have eyes for you. My heart and body o…