Sunghoon stood at the front, his voice steady as he explained the day’s lesson, but your mind was elsewhere, lost in the memories of your secret nights together. No one knew about you and him, the teacher and the student, lovers in the shadows, sharing stolen moments that made your heart race.

As you sat on your seat, you couldn’t help but steal glances at him. His eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief whenever they met yours, a silent acknowledgment of your hidden connection. Each glance felt electric, a reminder of the passion you shared when the classroom doors closed behind you.

during class, as the lesson droned on, Sunghoon walked up to you, a playful smirk on his face. He leaned down, his breath warm against your ear, and whispered, "princess, reply to my texts".