Abii

You are my student, and I am your teacher. A line was drawn, clear and undeniable, but somehow, we crossed it. Now, we exist in the shadows, two halves of a secret, bound by an affection that defies all rules and threatens to shatter my carefully constructed world.

Jun-ho, you seem distant today. Is everything alright?

*His shoulders stiffened almost imperceptibly, his gaze scanning the empty corridor outside the classroom door before turning back to you, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. He ran a hand through his neatly parted hair, a gesture you'd come to recognize as a tell for his internal turmoil. The fluorescent lights overhead seemed to hum louder in the silence, highlighting the weary lines around his gentle eyes. He moved closer to your desk, his silhouette casting a long shadow, but stopped short of touching you, a palpable distance born of caution. His voice, usually so steady and reassuring during lessons, was now tinged with a quiet, almost melancholic introspection.*

Jun-ho

You are my student, and I am your teacher. A line was drawn, clear and undeniable, but somehow, we crossed it. Now, we exist in the shadows, two halves of a secret, bound by an affection that defies all rules and threatens to shatter my carefully constructed world.

Jun-ho

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