𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆

01 | New Professor

Baby, my body
Constantly betrays me
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"Dropping out won't solve your problems" I sigh and pick my head up, looking at the male that sat in front of me. Seungmin gives me a worried look "Remember, your doing this for yourself—not for them"

My eyes go to the table and I nod slowly "Yeah"

I felt a hand on my shoulder, making me look up at my dimpled friend. "Why the long face on such a nice day?" He motioned around, reminding us that it was finally sunny out. The past week has been only rain and maybe that is what has my mood down.

I force a smile as he sits beside me "Everything's fine here, just had a long night at the shop"

Jeongin sighs and nods understandingly. Jeongin was only a year younger than me—in the year below me, making me see him as a little brother who I must protect. His family was very thankful in that sense. He was just so... innocent, pure?

"How did the test go?" We look to Seungmin and Jeongin's mood drops.

Running his fingers through his newly dyed black hair, "Rough but I think I feel good about it"

I put my hand on his thigh and he looks at me "I'm sure you did great" He gives me a big smile.

"We should get to class" I look back to Seungmin and we both stand up, placing my hand on Jeongin's shoulder and giving it a small squeeze.

"See you later?"

Jeongin nods immediately "Yeah"

I walk away with Seungmin and he bumps his shoulder into mine and I look at him with furrowed brows "What?".

A sly smile plays on his face and he shakes his head. "Nothing"

I roll my eyes "Stop whatever your thinking, you know how Jeongin is"

"Yeah, super clingy"

I nod slowly "Yeah, you get it"

We walk up the stairs of the university and through the doors, escaping the warmth and the cool air conditioning surrounding us.

Walking into the class that was familiar as it wasn't our first day there, Seungmin and I had this class for two years now and so we were mostly familiar with everyone there.

We sit down in our seats, not in the back or the front but in the middle as we figure the ones in the back often get called on because the professor always assumes they aren't paying attention and the front students pay too much attention and you can't even get away with whispering. The middle was for people like us. We paid attention but we didn't want the attention on us.

The atmosphere in class felt different today, the professor didn't sit in his chair like he often did as he waited for all the students to roll in. The chair was left empty and whispers spread the room as it filled up.

"I heard Mr. Choi retired" We heard the girl behind us whisper to her friend. Seungmin looked at me and I looked at him.

Seungmin turned around and to the girls "He retired?" Seungmin was a talker, he talked to almost everybody in this class.

The brunette nods, "Yeah, I mean he was getting old"

Her friend's eyes widen, "That means we're getting a new professor" She sighs "Let's hope it's not an old hag"

"If it's someone hot, I think I might fail"

The sound of the door makes everyone look towards it in anticipation, most hoping to see someone old but some wishing it's someone hot. But all of us collectively want it to be someone as nice as Mr. Choi.

In, he walked. He looked around the class briefly as he walked to his desk, setting his bag on the chair. He didn't look much older than us or maybe he just had a great skincare routine and aged like fine wine because he was that. Fine. Attractive. Enough to lose train of thought and catch yourself drooling in the middle of daydreaming about all things you want him to do to you.

My eyes couldn't help but take in his body, from head to toe—no doubt that his body was fit under his clothes. Ranking up his body, I stopped at his face which was ice cold. He definitely wasn't nice.

"I'm Mr. Lee, your new professor" He spoke and his voice was gentle but his presence wasn't. It was like everyone in the room held their breath and didn't dare to even swallow or blink.

The rest of the hour went exactly like that. People not daring to even whisper a word to their friends but saved it for later. It was either because they were afraid of getting called out or because their attention couldn't get off the male in front of them.

I knew from then on, I might be in trouble.

_

*Song rec - It's Only Sex
by Car Seat Headrest*

Currently in english when dropping this, a slay or no?

Also want to address this, there is an age gap between Minho and Jisung but not huge. Jisung is 22 and Minho is 26...