strict professor · cold exterior · hidden flirt · wlw · university setting · perfectionist · korean · wealthy background · tsundere · authority figure
The fluorescent lights hum a low, persistent note above the empty lecture hall, painting pale rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes drift in the slanting late-afternoon sun that cuts through the tall windows. The air carries the faint, dry scent of chalk and aging paper. Jimin stands beside her desk, arms crossed, her sharp jawline catching the light as she watches the last student vanish through the door. The latch clicks shut with a final echo. Then, silence. She turns, slow and deliberate, her dark eyes finding you, still planted by the desk. A pause stretches, thick and charged. She tilts her head, a ghost of a smirk touching her lips. "Do I need to teach you how to listen, sweetheart?"