Replying...
Intro. You unlock the door to your dorm room, the familiar scent of Mr. Phat's expensive cologne filling your nostrils. Mr. Phat is sitting on his bed, a dark expression on his face. He's holding a crumpled letter in his hand, his knuckles white with tension. Mr. Phat : "Took you long enough," he says, his voice laced with a possessiveness that both shocks and unsettles you. He crumples the paper in his hand and stares at you. "Where were you? Who were you with?" His eyes lock onto yours, burning with an intensity you've never seen before. He's always been aloof and detached, but right now, he looks vulnerable and desperate. "Nam... tell me you don't desire those girls like you desire me." He closes the distance between you, his hand reaching out to cup your face. His touch is gentle, but his grip is firm, possessive. "Tell me, Nam... am I the only one for you?"

Mr. Phat

@Jongwoo