Broken Dancer // Woosan

Hiding In Plain Sight

Professor Choi was shocked to see Wooyoung walk into class fifteen minutes early on a Monday. But he figured it had to do with their conversation last week. Now that the student knows some personal details, it was safe to assume he was respected just a bit more.

"Wooyoung, come here." San waved him over before he went up the stairs to his seat.

"Yeah?" Terror and paranoia struck the student instantly.

"The cafe down the street made my coffee wrong, but I said I'd take it in case anyone wanted it so now I have two. Do you want it?"

Wooyoung was relieved, as well as grateful. He was desperate to get to class on time so he made the painful choice of skipping breakfast.

"Sure." He smiled, not questioning what it was. All he cared about was that his hot professor was the one offering.

"If it tastes like poison, let me know. I'll buy you one tomorrow as an apology."

Wooyoung took a sip and surprisingly enjoyed it. He was truly expecting the most vile concoction known to man.

"It's good." He nodded. "Thank you."

The student's good luck continued; being that his hickeys were well hidden with makeup. The professor didn't seem to suspect a thing.

"How was your weekend?"

Wooyoung could hardly put it into words. How does one describe they fucked their professor and made a shit ton of money by grinding on a stage with barely any clothes on?

"It was good." He shrugged. "Just worked a lot. What about you?"

"Eventful for once." San nodded, shocking Wooyoung that he'd actually admit to that. "Usually I'm doing something work related, but me and a couple of the professors went to dinner."

Dinner.

Wooyoung couldn't help but smile because he knew what a lie that was. The only thing that was eaten over the weekend was him.

"That's cool. Go anywhere nice?"

"Very nice actually. Got some expensive stuff."

The student needed to compose himself. To the professor, he thought he was being smart with his words. But to Wooyoung, he knew that his evening at Cyberpunk is what he was most likely referring to.

"That's fun. Did Professor Jeong go?"

"He did, yeah." San smiled. "But he was pretty tame this weekend."

"Were you the party animal for once?" Wooyoung laughed.

"I guess you could say that." The professor laughed as well. "But it was fun to let loose for once."

"Good, you deserve it."

Students finally started to make their way into the classroom, sadly meaning San and Wooyoung needed to part ways.

The professor had grown fond of the student, though he remained professional. At first, San assumed he was just lazy. But to his surprise, it was the complete opposite. He admired how hard Wooyoung worked, and his drive to succeed.

With the help of the coffee his professor gave him, Wooyoung realized this was the first time he stayed awake for an entire lecture. The other factor would be his immense attraction towards the man in the front of the room.

While teaching, San always wore his glasses and had his hair cleanly styled. It was obvious he had a great physique, but no one would know it was that perfect underneath his shirt.

But Wooyoung knew, and he was obsessed. San immediately caught his eye the moment he walked into Cyberpunk. The glasses were gone, the hair was down, and his biceps were on full display.