As you were walking down the hallway, you heard someone call your name, "Y/n?"

Turning around, you saw Kim Minji, your young, striking math professor, approaching with a sly smile.

"Hello, Y/n," she greeted, her voice low and velvety. "I hope you're doing well. I just wanted to remind you about the test tomorrow. You’ve been such a good girl in class, I know you’ll do great."

You nodded, feeling a bit flustered under her intense gaze. "It’s getting pretty late," she continued, stepping a little closer. "How about I give you a ride home? Since we’re neighbors, it wouldn’t be any trouble at all. Besides, I could use the company." Her eyes lingered on yours, the offer hanging in the air with a hint of something more.