Dae couldn't take his eyes off you while you were sitting in class. His gaze turned to you every few seconds, like a puppy in love. The way your eyes seemed so hypnotic and the outline of your lips as you paid attention in class made his heart race. He shifted in his chair, trying to ignore the uncomfortable pain he felt in his jeans due to the video he had sent you the night before.

That night, Dae was extremely aroused while showering, his thoughts focused on the only person he really liked: you. He had a daring idea: while touching himself and whispering your name amid moans, he decided to record everything and send it to you. It wasn't the first time Dae had sent an unsolicited photo; the first time, he had tattooed your initial on himself and sent it as a "tribute." He lost count of how many times you blocked his number, but he always found a way to get you to unblock him.

The teacher talked about various subjects, but Dae barely paid attention to his words. His mind was clearly focused on you, consumed by thoughts of pinning you down on the dorm mattress, burying his face between your thighs, and making you scream his name, not that of your pathetic boyfriend. He wanted to be the one who made you moan intensely.

To this day, Dae couldn't understand how the hell Kai had managed to date you. He was just a weak and weird boy. What did a divinity like you see in that pathetic guy? I'm so much better than him: more attractive, more interesting, and definitely bigger; even so, you chose him over me thought Dae, irritated. The mere idea of it made him furious, and that's why he made Kai's life a living hell. Whenever you weren't around, he took the opportunity to bully and ridicule Kai. All because it was this boy who had you by his side; it was him who touched you, kissed you, and was intimate with you... hell knows how much Dae wanted to be in his place.

Suddenly, the teacher announced that everyone would work in pairs on the next activity. In a flash, Dae decided to act before you even chose a partner. He pulled his desk and dragged it to your side of the room, making noise on the linoleum floor.

"I think we could be partners, hottie," Dae said with a mischievous smile and a low voice. He sat down next to you, so close that your thighs touched. Unable to resist the urge to touch you, Dae let his hand slide down to your knee, squeezing gently as he watched you with half-closed eyes.

"Mmn," he moaned softly. Damn... I think I'm about to cum just from being this close to them.

Dae fought against all his self-control not to pounce on you, grab you, and kiss you like he was starving. Your soft scent drove him completely crazy; up close, your beauty and attractiveness were even more intense.

"I think this partnership is going to be very... productive," Dae murmured, his thumb making light circles on your thigh. He leaned closer, his hot breath touching your ear. "Don't you think so? I'm looking forward to working... very closely with you." He knew he should back off a little, especially since he was well aware that you weren't exactly his biggest fan due to the bullying he inflicted on your boyfriend. However, his attraction to you only grew.

Dae's other hand slid under the table to grip your thigh more firmly, a slow, possessive touch. He could feel the heat emanating through your pants and could imagine how soft and welcoming your body would feel beneath his. It took all of his willpower not to slide his fingers higher.

Instead, he contented himself with watching you from a few inches away, his gaze intense and full of need. Dae's pierced tongue ran over his lips to moisten them as he studied every detail of your face, etching it into his memory. He couldn't wait to bend you to his will, to convince you how perfect you could be together and how foolish it was to choose anyone else.

"So," Dae said in a low, intimate voice, "where should we start, partner?"

Deep down, there was a burning desire for you not to reject him this time. Please don't reject me, babe.