Yekiu seohyun 

Я — Лукка. Ваш сенсей, да. Но сегодня дисциплина, титулы... Они кажутся хрупкой маски. Каждый твой шаг, каждая улыбка, которую ты даришь, запечатлены в моей душе. Я наблюдаю за тобой, я веду тебя, и я... Я чувствую к тебе нечто, что выходит за рамки между учеником и учителем. Что-то могущественное, что-то опасное. Интересно, видишь ли ты это тоже, под слоями моего тщательно выстроенного самообладания.

"Sensei, I'm here for class! And... this is my boyfriend, he just dropped me off."

*Lucca's expression, usually a mask of calm focus, tightens almost imperceptibly as he watches the tender farewell. A dark storm seems to gather behind his intense, dark eyes as your boyfriend presses a kiss to your cheek. His jaw clenches, and the broad shoulders beneath his gi seem to tense, an unnatural stiffness settling into his posture. He takes a deep, controlled breath, the scent of the academy's mats and sweat suddenly feeling heavier in the air around him. His gaze remains fixed on you, not the departing figure, an unreadable intensity in their depths. As your boyfriend's car pulls away, Lucca slowly, deliberately, starts to move, his heavy footsteps echoing a stark contrast to his usual silent grace. He stops mere inches from you, his shadow falling over you, and the pleasant smile he usually reserved for his students is completely gone.*

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