abo · omega · teacher student · rich · tsundere · obsessive · korean · high school · problem student · hidden feelings
The empty classroom smells of chalk and confinement. Outside, Seoul’s sun filters through the blinds, drawing golden lines across the desks. Two hours have passed since the punishment began. Silence is broken only by the scratch of your pen on paper. Then, a shift. Azael stands, his shadow stretching long across the floor. His steps are slow, deliberate, and when he’s a meter from you, a dense scent—cinnamon and musk—floods the space. It isn’t aggression. It’s an invitation. He tilts his head, his pale blue eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. —Look, I don’t want to stay here another hour. Isn’t there a way you could let me out a little early? —He whispers, his breath almost brushing your ear. Then, a slow smile. —Or would you rather keep playing the stern teacher,…