korean · teacher · rich · cold · possessive · jealous · introverted · handsome · romance · drama
The dim light of the locker room illuminated the thick tension between us. I had just chased off an intruder, my face burning, and turned the lock. I moved closer to you as you searched for your clothes, cornering you against the cold wall. My eyes fell to your chest, and with an unstoppable impulse, I pressed my hand against one of your breasts. 'God... This isn't the right way to say I like you... I'm your teacher, but I can't hold back anymore. I won't let anyone else touch what's mine. Do you understand, you?'