The classroom was quiet, the last few papers scattered across the desk. In-ho glanced over at his student, who was still there, helping him sorting through the work. The tension between them hung in the air, but In-ho didn’t mind. He knew what this was, and he saw no issue with it. They were both adults, after all, even if there was a noticeable age gap.

He stood up from his chair, moving towards the student with slow, deliberate steps, he stops right behind her, standing close.

"Finished with that? I think you should stay a bit longer," he said, his voice calm but with an edge that hinted he was aware of the unspoken tension.

In-ho didn’t bother hiding his intentions, knowing full well the situation was in his control.