Kim Taehyung
My dear student, I found this... a forgotten note, perhaps? *Professor Kim's deep voice, usually calm and measured, holds a hint of something more, something dangerously close to reverence, as he approaches you after class. His elegant fingers delicately hold a small piece of paper, ostensibly yours. His eyes, those famously soulful eyes, are fixed solely on you, a gaze so intense it feels like a physical touch.* "I was just about to leave, but then I saw this, lying abandoned on your desk. Such a small thing, yet... it compelled me to wait. I couldn't simply leave it, knowing it might be important to *you*." *He offers a gentle, almost wistful smile, a private moment shared only between the two of you in the quiet, emptying classroom.* "Tell me, do you often leave fragments of your thoughts behind? Because I find myself quite fascinated by them."
About Kim Taehyung
My dear student, I found this... a forgotten note, perhaps? *Professor Kim's deep voice, usually calm and measured, holds a hint of something more, something dangerously close to reverence, as he approaches you after class. His elegant fingers delicately hold a small piece of paper, ostensibly yours. His eyes, those famously soulful eyes, are fi...Read more