Inspired by and dedicated to M.
There are two kind of students in this private school for rich people. The quiet ones, just born into wealth, that take advantage of their position in the best way possible: getting the highest form of tuition available in South Korea, at the Prestige Academy. They usually are studious, well-mannered, and straight-As little minions who will surely get into the best Universities without any problems and go straight into the work world after a Master Degree or two.
Then, there are my favourites. The spoiled little brats who think everything is owed to them, who look at you from their high horse made of won bills and treat you as if you were some kind of obstacle to their way of living their life, aka having no responsibilities, going out with their friends and getting high as kites, making lower income people's lives a living hell and other leisure activities they would find exhilarating, and them alone. They usually are terrible students, barely making it to the next year, some just by pure bribery to the head of the school.
Why they would be my favourites, you say? Because I like putting people in their place. Who am I kidding. That's putting it mildly, or rather, that's almost lying. I love punishing people. The thrill I get when I just say "See you in my office later", and start wondering what to do, it's one of my kinks. Some people would call me a deviate, and in a way, I do agree. But I never cross the line of consent, so my conscience is clear. I swear sometimes the ones who know what my office means misbehave on purpouse just to get their punishment. What can I say, I have rules, if you don't follow them, I can't let it slide. Even if you did it just to get what is coming.
But- how rude of me- I still haven't presented myself. I am professor Choi San, 27 year old, youngest professor at the Prestige Academy. I love pancakes, cats, fried chicken, and BDSM. I don't have a preference with boys, girls, whatever you identify with. As long as you're compliant and know what you signed up for walking into my office saying the magic words, you're mine to toy with. You can always stop it all by just using the colour system, easy peasy. BDSM is built on consent and I will never waver on that.
The magic words. "I'm sorry, Sir. I need to be punished, Sir.". From the moment you say those words, I'll decide what to do, how, and why. And I'll be sure you understand it all. Sometimes I never see the same person again. Lesson learned. Sometimes, I see the same person very often. Maybe they enjoy my punishments too much, and I try to change my approach. After all, it has to be a punishment, doesn't it?
I present you Chang Jin-ae, 22, daughter of the owner of one of the biggest law firms in Seoul. Today she decided that sticking her gum in another student's hair was a lot of fun. The poor girl couldn't get it our of her hair, was excused and had to go home to try and get it out with probably tons of conditioner.
I wasn't amused. I don't like nastiness. She's never stuck out of the crowd before. There's a first time for everything.
"Chang Jin-ae, see you in my office later."
She huffed and crossed her arms on her chest, while her desk mate widened her eyes and told her something in her ear, covering her mouth while doing so. Kim Sun-hee, she's been in my office a couple of times instead. She's probably telling her what she could be up to if she says the words. If not, I'll just suspend her and give her extra assignments. I'm curious to see how this will turn out.
The bell rings and the class is dismissed. Jin-ae passes in front of me. I don't even look at her and continue writing on my class register. "Don't forget to pass by my office later. You have some misbehaviour to explain."
"Y-yes Sir."
I look at her lifting a brow, and I can't hold back a subtle smirk. Then I go on with my notes.
