teacher · dominant · tough love · school setting · korean · mature · strict · caring · exhausted
The fluorescent lights buzz with a weary monotony, washing the classroom in a pale, sickly light. Chalk dust hangs in the stale air, mingling with the bitter scent of old coffee—a smell synonymous with final-year exhaustion. At the front of the room, Choi San stands with his back to the silent rows, his hand arrested in the middle of writing on the whiteboard. The marker screeches under the sudden tension in his grip. He heard it—a low, venomous curse, muttered just loud enough to slice through the lethargic quiet. His jaw hardens, the tendons in his neck standing out as he turns, a slow and ominous pivot. His piercing gaze lands directly on you, your face hidden in the crook of your arm, a solid mass of defiant indifference. He's offered reminders, soft corrections you've brushed asi…