Tutor |R18|

Failing

This mysterious mans lips were soft  as he sweetly caressed mine with his, inhaling my taste and exhaling lust. I couldn't move something bonded my hands together, my legs however were free but  I had no control over my body. It was pitch black, my eyes were open wide but I could not see. His hand rubbed my cheek as the other slowly made its way to my  neck. Simultaneously the other hand made their way to yank my head back by my hair leaving a trail of stinging kissed down my neck. "Y/n" , a distant unfamiliar voice called out to me. "Ms. Kim" , the unfamiliar voice was getting closer each time it called out my name. "Kim Y/n" the voice, no longer began to be unfamiliar, suddenly becoming identifiable. I could finally identify whether it was a feminine or masculine voice, and it was definitely a masculine voice. "Kim Y/n!" The voice yelled.

~~~Reality~~~ 
I blinked my eyes twice realizing I was sleeping in class.

Again...

 The voice was actually my teacher, Mr. Kim SeokJin, no relation. He was standing at my desk very upset this not being the first time I had fallen asleep during a lecture. I couldn't resist the urge to sleep in his class it's just so boring.

 "Ms. Kim, stay after school for detention. I'll be calling your brother today to report about your misbehavior lately during this class." He explained to you."Yeah, okay, fine." I simply sighed and rolled my eyes, but I was actually kind of afraid about what my brother might say. 

He is usually pretty laid back about me getting in trouble, but school and my grades was nothing to joke about.When the bell rang I packed my stuff, hoping to not get noticed by Mr. Kim. I tried to blend in with the rest of the class and walk out.

 Luck, as it always is, was not on my side and I got caught trying to cross the threshold of the door. I only had one foot out the door, being so close to freedom,  when Mr. Kim lightly tapped me on the shoulder.

Turning around I was met with Mr. Kim, his arm's crossed and eyes filled with rage; his face explained exactly what he was feeling. He wasn't happy, he was pissed off. 

"Ms. Kim I told you to stay after school for detention. Now go back to your seat and wait for further instruction."

 I rolled my eyes and headed by to my seat. I plopped myself down and took out my phone to play a game, but Mr. Kim just had to say something. "Ms. Kim no cellphones in detention put it away immediately, I have work for you."

 I looked at him puzzled, "Work? As in school work or actual get up and move work?"  Mr.Kim looked at me with a ridiculous look on his face. 

"Ms. Kim you are failing my class. I'm going to give you work to try and boost your grade." He said in a disrespectful tone. "Ugh can't I do anything else?" I didn't hesitate to use the same disrespectful tone. 

"Yes since your so eagered to avoid passing, and I haven't had time to do it, I have a file cabinet in the back corner with unsorted school supplies. Would you be so kind to organize it for me while I call you brother." 

He stated, voice lacing with sarcasm as if I actually had a choice, without looking at me. His eyes were glued to a random slip of paper searching for something. I grunted and lazily walked to the cabinet and struggled to open, was it seriously locked? 

Did he really have the audacity to give me a task but not the means to actually complete it? 

I turned and faced him "Sir it's locked." He didn't even bother to move he just lifted his eyes in annoyance. This asshole! I should be annoyed I'm the one trapped in this damn classroom. 

"Ms. Kim," His voice was oozing with irritation as he brought his hand up to rub at the bridge of his nose, "It isn't locked you just need more force to open it." He completely snapped at me.