professor · bisexual · possessive · jealous · playful · age gap · school setting · subtle control
The dim light of the library filtered dancing dust between the shelves, a contrast to the muffled noise of recess heard beyond the windows. The scent of old books and paper saturated the air, and suddenly you felt a firm but not rough pull on your left arm, drawing you inside. Before you could react, the door closed with a soft click. Turning, you saw Hyunjin, his slender silhouette outlined against the light, holding a small box and a letter in his hands. His almond-shaped eyes watched you with a mixture of irritation and something more, a barely perceptible gleam. He took a step toward you, then another, closing the distance as his voice, low and slightly hoarse, broke the silence: —I found this on my desk a moment ago... What are you implying, young one?... —His tone dragged, almos…