Yang to your Yin

3☯

I was almost done with my class, just 10 mins and I will be free when someone knocked on the door. It disturbed everyone's attention as they all stared at the man who seemed like running all the way through here.

"Yes?" I asked politely but the man couldn't speak cause of his harsh breathing. Still gasping he spelled some words.

"Office, Y-you are called in o-office. K-Kim. Just go!" His words confused me but I could make out that I was called in office which means main administrator office which didn't scared me but confused as to why now and not after 10 mins. 

"Ohkay. Class dismissed students." I announced taking my leave from the class, marching straight towards the office. On the way I was confused to see many shocked and scared faces which confused me, what happened?

As I reached the office I knocked twice and heard a faint 'come in'. Pushing the door open I went inside and frowned looking at the same boy from today morning sitting on the chair in front of the director, as if he owned this place. Manner less brat.

"You asked for me, sir?" I asked ignoring the brat's eyes on me, following my all movements.

"I did. Not him." I tilted my head towards him hearing his voice, to see him staring at me with nothing but surreal madness in his eyes. It shocked me for a second but I composed myself and turned towards him completely.

"And why is that?" Instead of answering me he turned his head towards the director who was sweating profusely making me confuse.

"I need some privacy. Hope you get it?" I saw as the man who orders everyone in the university stood up and left the office without any questions making me surprised. I am getting so many shocks since I met him.

"Professor-"

  "You really that desperate?" I asked not letting him complete but instead of any reactions I expected he laughed. He laughed loudly that I am sure people outside of the office must have heard him. After laughing his heart out, he finally stopped, gasping for air as he tried to calm himself. 

He seems like those yandere out there, and it makes me think what mess I dragged myself into.

"Professor, professor. You misunderstood me and my intentions. I don't get desperate, never! I get obsessed. I lack desperation, I have obsession, possession. Desperation are for weak ones. I am not weak."

His words made me shudder even though I gave an unaffected face. I was never even someone's second option, forget about being first. And here a boy in his 20's claiming that he is obsessed with me. What sin did I committed in my previously life god? 

"I can smell your fear, professor. Don't worry, I won't harm you. Not if you obey me." I didn't even noticed he was so close until I heard his voice so close to my ear, his breath fanning my cheeks. Realization set in me as I pushed him back and seems like I used too much strength or the boy was weak, well he is young and lean, of course weak in front of me, he stumbled back a bit. But that wicked grin didn't faltered instead became more wide.

"Seems like those clothes are hiding some powerful package. I love it." He said before in a blink pinning me to wall, I could have pushed him again easily until he spoke something.

"You won't repeat yourself if you love your brothers. Cause even though my friend is crazy for them, he is an absolute mad-dog for me." My all muscles went stiff at the mention of my brothers. I don't want to drag them in this mess but it seems they are in a different mess themselves.

"What have you done to them!" I asked trying to scare him off but his eyes seems like a pit of darkness, nothing is visible except for his craziness. Who is this boy?

"Who are you?" I asked again, this time calmly and that seemed to calm him too as he backed away but pushed me on the director's chair, then settling himself on my lap, guiding my hands to be on his lower back.

"Now we are talking. I am the Kim, Kim Taehyung, 24 and the only heir of Kims but that's irrelevant cause even if I had any siblings I would still be the one to take over business."

Kim. I have heard about them, not them but the heir of Kims to be exact, the walking danger as people call him. They say he takes whatever he wants by hook or crook. And now I am witnessing that with me being the example.

"What do you want from me?" I again asked as to I have nothing to give him, I mean he is rich rich, he certainly doesn't want money, I am not in business so no scope, he clearly said he is not into lectur-oh. Fuck me for having a face that attracts mess.

"Good question. What do I want from you? Answer is simple, I want you." He was whispering all this, face so close to mine, our cheeks touching, it was making me feel hot all over. I could feel his hands over my nape, snaking to my chest.

'W-why?" I stuttered as I felt him trying to get his hands in my shirt, his cold rings making me shiver as they get in touch with my bare skin.

"Cause you intrigue me. You stand out everyone, you making me want to be the only one to have your attention. Are these reasons not enough?"

"None are reasonable enough. I am not your toy!" I snarled gripping waist tightly making his shirt risen up, making me feel his smooth warm baby like skin. 

Soft. I thought.

"I never said you are my toy. I said you are my obsession, my sweet obsession." He whispered, brushing his lips over mine, almost touching as he inhaled trying to gulp every ounce of me. He smelled like Jasmine and Rose. So alluring to me that makes me want to drown in that smell.

"Meet you next time, Professor."

Before I could even say anything he got off my lap and left leaving me all dumbfounded.

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