Teacher and student one shot AU || Stray kids (complete)

Lee know X Reader: Dance

Y/n's p.o.v

I ran to dance class, and luckily, they were all in the locker room. I quickly got dressed, wearing my dance shorts and sports bra. I threw on my shirt and closed my locker, shoving my book-bag inside. Thank goodness this is my last class. I hate school, you know?

I've always hated school, especially since high school. After the bell rang, we all started leaving the locker room. That's when I saw Mr. Lee.

"Everyone, please sit down," Mr. Lee said. I found a seat and he looked at me. I looked back and he smiled. I smiled back, but then he looked away. My friend sat with her other friends, so I moved to the corner. Mr. Lee started explaining what we were doing, and we had to pick partners.

I hugged my knees and started admiring Mr. Lee. I saw his lips moving, but I wasn't really paying attention. I snapped out of it when everyone stood up. I heard people finding partners, but I didn't even bother. I know I'll end up alone.

My boyfriend and roommate weren't there, so of course, I'll be alone. But then Mr. Lee looked at me when I sat back down, still hugging my knees.

He walked up to me, and I looked up at him. He kneeled down and said, "They need a third person," pointing to the people I don't like, Dae-Hyun and Yun-sook. "I'd rather be by myself than work with them, and I can't dance anyway," I said. He sighed and replied, "Just for this class. And who said you can't dance?"

"I told myself I can't dance, or that my skills aren't good enough. I forgot," I said. He smiled. Looking at him closely, he's even sexier than ever. But hey, Y/n, remember you have a boyfriend, even if he's probably cheating with my friend.

At the dorm.

I and Mr.Lee got to the dorm, he said he will help with my bag. I let him and when we walked to the door, I looked inside the window and I was right. I saw my boyfriend and roommate naked and sleeping.

"I'll find somewhere else to sleep," I said, wiping my cheek and noticing blood on my finger. I walked past Mr. Lee, and he grabbed my wrist, asking, "Why?" I replied, "Look for yourself," and he let go of me, peering through the window.

He looked back at me and asked, "Who is that?" I sighed and said, "That's my boyfriend and my so-called friend." Mr. Lee's expression turned sorrowful. "I don't want any pity, so please don't give me any," I insisted as I continued walking away.

But then he surprised me by saying, "Come with me." I questioned, "Okay, where?" He responded, "Stop asking and just come on." It seemed like Mr. Lee genuinely wanted to help, so I decided to go along and see what he had in mind.

At Mr.Lee's location.

"Whose house is this?" I asked, and Mr. Lee replied, "It's mine." I responded with an "ohh" and added, "It's a nice house." Mr. Lee smiled and thanked me as we entered his house. He placed my bag on the floor next to the door.

His house didn't look like it belonged to an old man. I exclaimed, "Wow, your house looks really nice. You don't seem like an old man." Mr. Lee chuckled and asked, "What do you mean?" I chuckled back and explained, "You just have a modern style, not what I would expect from an old man." I heard him chuckle too and then he invited me into the living room.

"Go ahead and have a seat on the couch. I'll be right back," he said. I nodded and replied, "Okay, thanks." I sat down on the couch and took out my phone to text my roommate.