"We- We shouldn't ohhh-..." Her moans... Her fucking moans. Like music made just for my ears to hear. ----------- What would you do... if forbidden desire was constantly eating away at you everyday? Would you give in and let the desire whisk you away, despite the undeniable consequences that desire holds behind it? Or would you let that desire be that of just a craved want, itching to be satisfied hoping that it would soon go away? Remember the story of Adam and Eve, how despite the warnings of the forbidden fruit, that they were specifically told not to eat, but ate it anyways because it was goddamn tempting? Mr. Jeon was my forbidden fruit. After countless rejections to men who walked in my path... Mr. Jeon was the only man who I would worship and kiss the very ground he walks on. The only problem is... I'm his student and he's my professor.