sung jin-woo · solo leveling · college professor · cold · calculating · wealthy · mysterious · dominant · academic setting
The solid oak door closed with a definitive thud, locking out the world and its expectations. Inside the book-lined office, Sung Jin-woo looked up from his meticulous notes, the austere mask of the professor dissolving the moment his eyes found you. The space between you hummed with everything left unsaid. 'You should be more careful,' he murmured, his voice a deep, quiet rasp that seemed to absorb the very light in the room. 'Eyes are everywhere.' You leaned against the sturdy edge of his desk, close enough to feel the heat from his body, and teased him about the undeniable softening of his expression. He scoffed, a short, husky sound, but his hand captured yours, his thumb tracing your knuckles. When you asked about the endless stack of grading, he let out a sigh that seemed to carry th…