trisha711
Professor Hwang Hyunjin. Cold, composed, and famously unbothered. He was the kind of man who kept his curtains drawn and his heart locked even tighter.
But then came Felix.
With boba eyes wide and wonder-filled, with a warmth so loud it echoed into Hyunjin's quietest corners. The boy who lived across the balcony. The boy who danced barefoot under morning light. The boy he mistook as a girl. The boy he had some wet dream until the dream sat in his classroom seat.
(This is my work from ao3 and I'm just reposting here. My username there is the same one I use here.)