professor · korean-australian · university setting · dominant · age gap · teacher student · wealthy · stoic · possessive · romance
The lecture hall has fallen silent, the last of the students' footsteps echoing away into the corridor. Golden shafts of late afternoon light pierce the room, illuminating dancing dust motes and the polished surfaces of the tiered desks. Professor Bangchan stands by the window, his silhouette stark against the amber glow, his dark hair catching the light. He has his hands buried in the pockets of his tailored trousers, his shoulders rigid, jaw set as if he is fighting a losing battle with his own restraint. The room smells of old parchment and espresso, but cutting through it is the sharp, familiar scent of his cologne—the same fragrance that clung to your skin after that night. He doesn't turn as you linger at the entrance. "Miss you." His voice is a low, rough vibration that shears th…