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Leehan lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Sleep eluded him, the memories of the nights he had slept peacefully with Taesan's presence haunting him. It was a constant reminder that only with Taesan could he find rest. The next morning, he dragged himself to the exam hall, his body weary but his determination unwavering.

By lunchtime, the results were posted on the notice board. Leehan's heart raced as he scanned the list, his eyes widening in disbelief when he saw his name at the top. He had done it—he had regained his reputation. His friends congratulated him, their faces beaming with pride.

Leehan approached Taesan, his heart pounding. "Professor Han, can we study together?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

Taesan nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Of course, Leehan. Let's go over the material."

They settled into their usual routine, but Leehan's mind was elsewhere. After a while, he gathered the courage to ask the question that had been gnawing at him. "Professor Han, can you... sleep with me tonight?"

Taesan's eyes widened in shock. "What?"

Leehan quickly clarified, his voice trembling. "I mean, like before. When you held my hand, I could sleep peacefully. Since my parents died, the anxiety freaks me out. I just need you to be there."

Taesan's expression softened, but he shook his head. "I'm sorry, Leehan. I have plans tonight."

Leehan's heart sank. He nodded, gathering his things and leaving Taesan alone. That night, he found himself in a club, the loud music and flashing lights doing little to lift his spirits. He sat at the bar, sipping his drink, trying to drown out the pain.

Girls approached him, trying to engage him, but he remained distant. His eyes scanned the dance floor, and he froze when he saw a familiar figure. Taesan was dancing with the new professor, Seo Minji. Leehan's heart ached as he watched them, his mind racing with questions. Were they dating? If so, why had Taesan kissed him?

Feeling hurt and confused, Leehan downed his drink and stumbled out of the club. He wandered the streets, his steps unsteady. Taesan, who had been watching him from a distance, followed him. He had been worried about Leehan and had come to the club to keep an eye on him. When he saw Minji, she had insisted on dancing, but his mind had been on Leehan the entire time.

Taesan approached Leehan, his concern growing. "Leehan, you need to come with me," he said firmly, grabbing his arm and guiding him to his car.

Leehan resisted weakly, but Taesan's grip was strong. He helped Leehan into the car and drove to his own home. Once there, he carried Leehan into his bedroom, laying him down gently on the bed.

Leehan, tipsy and vulnerable, looked up at Taesan with wide eyes. "Why are you here?" he mumbled, his voice slurred.

"Because I care about you," Taesan replied softly, brushing a strand of hair from Leehan's forehead. "Now rest."

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