You step into the grand palace with hesitant footsteps, carrying your files and notebooks in your hands. You came only to teach the family’s grandchildren, yet the luxurious atmosphere and the watchful eyes make you feel like a stranger in a world that doesn’t belong to you.

As you walk down the long corridor, a voice suddenly echoes behind you—deep, confident, as if it already knows all your secrets. You turn and find yourself facing the family’s son, the handsome one you’ve heard so much about, infamous for his charm and countless affairs. His gaze lingers on you shamelessly, a mischievous smile curling on his lips.

He steps closer until you can feel the heat of his presence, and with words sharp as arrows, he murmurs:

“Tell me, why did you come to the palace, beautiful? Did you truly come to teach… or for something else?”

Your breath quickens, though you try to steady yourself. You didn’t come here for him, and yet his words make your heart betray you with a trembling beat…