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As Chan had mentioned, now that he was officially working at the company, his schedule was a bit tighter to maintain his popularity. However, he was fortunate; if it hadn't been for Hyunjin doing the livestream, he wouldn't have reached such high levels of fame. He once saw the schedules of the workers on the lower floors, and his own was nothing compared to theirs.

"Jisungie~ what a surprise," Felix teased, throwing his arms around Jisung's waist and giving him a quick peck on the lips. Jisung smiled and affectionately patted Felix's head.

"We could start a channel with just the two of us. I bet people would love it," Jisung suggested, letting go of Felix to finish his outfit, only to hear the younger boy whistle.

"You look sexy, all dressed up as a professor. No wonder everyone has a crush on you; you're a total snack," Felix said with a grin. Jisung's face flushed a deep red, and he quickly pushed Felix away.

"Don't you need to get ready too?" he asked, trying to change the subject. Felix shook his head and pouted.

"I'm already wearing the school uniform," he replied, giving Jisung a quick twirl to show off his outfit.

"You look stunning, Lix," Jisung mumbled, turning away to finish off his look with a pair of glasses.

"If my professors had looked like you, I definitely would've been distracted in class. You look both hot and adorable," Felix said, his hands roaming over Jisung's body and playfully squeezing his ass.

"Says you! You're the one strutting around in skirts. I bet you had everyone looking at you, wanting a taste, but no one could," Jisung retorted. Felix's knees wobbled slightly as he bit his lip.

"I was actually thinking about asking if I could have you, but now all I want is for you to push me against a wall and fuck me until I forget my own name," Felix confessed, his eyes filled with desire. Jisung raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You're just a spoiled student; no teacher would let themselves be fucked by someone like you. But I'll gladly take care of you for that A," Jisung replied with a smirk as he walked out of the dressing room, leaving Felix in stunned silence.

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The tension in the room was electric as Jisung leaned back in his chair, watching Felix with a mix of frustration and intrigue. Felix was perched on the edge of his desk, his legs swinging playfully. The playful glint in his eye only added to the overwhelming urge Jisung felt to both scold and surrender to the boy's charm.

"You know, failing that exam just made you look even cuter," Felix said with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned closer. "I didn't think it was possible."

Jisung rolled his eyes, a smile threatening to break through his stern facade. "I'm not here to discuss my cuteness, Felix. We need to focus on your grades."

"Why focus on boring grades when we could focus on something way more fun?" Felix teased, tilting his head to the side, his lips curving into a mischievous smile. "Like how cute you look when you're flustered."

The professor took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure. "This isn't a joke, Felix. You're risking your future with this attitude."

Felix leaned closer, their faces just inches apart. "But look at you, Mr. Han. You're the one taking this way too seriously." His voice dropped to a sultry whisper. "What if I told you I might need a little... extra help?"

Jisung felt his resolve slipping. "Extra help? What exactly do you mean by that?" His voice was steadier than he felt, but the warmth creeping up his neck betrayed him.