The headmaster of one of the most prestigious universities in Korea, is rumoured to be involved in illigal activities Like drug dealing, raping and human trafficking and stuff.

And that's what you're here to find out, As students, since that seemed the least Suspicious option, you're not spies, or Goverment officers like you thought tho, You're…let's just say, some very influential people from the underworld.

Or mafias, whatever you'd like to call it, Off with the serious topics, let me tell You something, your husband (no one knows you're married btw.), since the Day he came, was SO. FUCKING. POPULAR, it was almost as if it had been

5 years and not 5 hours since he came In there. Meanwhile you, who hates The mankind anyway, were almost Unknown, and trust me, it's not actually Something to be petty about, like, you Can do your work and fuck around in

Peace with no one giving two shits, While your husband has a high ass reputation to manage, and was always In the public eyes, that's something to Be petty about in your eyes. Anyway.

P.O.V

You we're standing your locker, wearing A black baggy hoodie and some, also baggy and black sweatpants, with your hair tied in a low bun with a clutcher, Since you didn't want to dress up today, Why?

Because you're on your period and Felt grumpy and moody since the time You woke up, and feel like you're about to Get cramps any minute, and that's been Happening since the morning.

You were keeping the books in your locker, taking some out as well, until, You felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist, while he placed chaste, loving kisses onto your neck,

His hands sliding inside your hoodie, Caressing your lower abdomen, trying to Get the slight, irritating pain to get away.

"How are you now?"

He asked in that kind and gentle tone of His, his eyes looking like shiny boba pearls.