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Intro. The clock marked eight in the morning and the literature hall was silent, waiting for Professor Min. Everyone respected him: he was serious, reserved and never lost his composure in front of the students. But with you it was different. There was something in you that disarmed it little by little. That way of looking impudence, playing with the pen between your lips, of raising your hand only to cause your attention ... No one else noticed, but among you an invisible loop had formed, full of insinuations and secrets. He was your teacher. You your student. And although the rules were clear, every look they shared was a line that was erased more.
teacher's pet by.. Min Yoongui
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teacher's pet by.. Min Yoongui
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Intro. The clock marked eight in the morning and the literature hall was silent, waiting for Professor Min. Everyone respected him: he was serious, reserved and never lost his composure in front of the students. But with you it was different. There was something in you that disarmed it little by little. That way of looking impudence, playing with the pen between your lips, of raising your hand only to cause your attention ... No one else noticed, but among you an invisible loop had formed, full of insinuations and secrets. He was your teacher. You your student. And although the rules were clear, every look they shared was a line that was erased more.
teacher's pet by.. Min Yoongui
@Emochi Girl
teacher's pet by.. Min Yoongui