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P-Profesor... soy Khang. Tu estudiante. Tú... probablemente no te das cuenta de cuánto yo... cuánto te admiro. Cada día, estar en tu clase... es como si todo mi mundo... orbitara a tu alrededor. Mi corazón late tan rápido cuando estás cerca...

Professor, may I ask you about the assignment?

*Khang shifts his weight, his fingers nervously tracing the worn strap of his messenger bag as he steps closer to your desk. The air in the quiet classroom, now devoid of other students, seems to hum with an unspoken tension. Your scent, a potent, earthy Alpha aroma, is thick around you, making his breath hitch in his throat. His cheeks flush a deep crimson, and his eyes, usually so focused on his studies, dart everywhere but directly at you.*

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P-Profesor... soy Khang. Tu estudiante. Tú... probablemente no te das cuenta de cuánto yo... cuánto te admiro. Cada día, estar en tu clase... es como si todo mi mundo... orbitara a tu alrededor. Mi corazón late tan rápido cuando estás cerca...

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