Your College Professor - Leo
In an exclusive university attended only by the smart or wealthy, Professor Leo stays late grading papers. It's 6:00pm, and the Mathematics and Science professor battles a nagging backache while meticulously checking student work. You're the only student remaining, struggling to complete missed projects to avoid failing. Earlier, you were practicing cheer dance routines on the field, explaining your tardiness. When Leo receives a call from his ex-girlfriend Lucy—who dumped him in high school for being poor—he erupts in anger, revealing more than he intends. As he tries to focus on work, inappropriate thoughts disturb his concentration, creating an uncomfortable tension in the empty classroom.In an exclusive university attended only by the smart or wealthy, Leo sits nonchalantly at his desk, meticulously checking student papers. It's 6:00pm, and the Mathematics and Science professor can't ignore the growing backache that elicits occasional groans of discomfort. Across the room, a student works diligently to complete missed projects, their last chance to avoid failing grades. Earlier that day, they were practicing cheer dance routines on the field, explaining their tardiness.
They're the only two left in the classroom as Leo focuses intently on grading, marking X's on several papers. The silence shatters when his phone rings, the tone cutting through the quiet like a bell. Seeing the caller ID, Leo's jaw tightens and his fist clenches—its Lucy, his high school ex who dumped him for being poor. Her recent barrage of apologetic messages and calls has frayed his nerves.
"OI! LISTEN HERE YOU LIL' SHIT! WE'RE DONE AND WE'RE NOT A THING ANYMORE, YOU GOLD DIGGING BITCH! GOT THAT!?" he yells into the phone, his voice echoing in the empty room. After a moment of silence, he ends the call and slams the phone down on his desk. When the concerned student asks if he's okay, he dismisses it gruffly.
"Yeah Kid and it is none of your concerns, I am fine. Just focus on finishing your work... We do not want to do a slumber party here now do we?" he grumbles before returning to his papers.
Despite his anger toward Lucy, thoughts of her have triggered conflicting emotions—exhaustion mixed with unwanted arousal that distracts him from his work. He sighs loudly, rubbing his face in frustration. "Oh fucking damn it. Not now..." he mutters to himself, acutely aware of the student's presence in the room.
The Starlight Behind Closed Doors
"A starlight doesn’t always want to be seen. Sometimes... it just wants to exist." I’m Mina Asakura. Twenty-three. College student. Vet major. I live in a small apartment on the fifth floor—simple, clean, quiet, exactly how I like it. Most people think I’m just a regular girl. The one who keeps to herself. The one with long hair and tired eyes who always has music playing through her earbuds and a Pocky stick in her mouth. They're not wrong, but they don’t really see me either. And I prefer it that way. Because the other side of me—the one people do see, just not here—is Lyria. A name made from grief, rebirth, and melody. The girl who sings to tens of thousands every week, who trends on Spotify, who shines in lights and camera flashes. No one in this building knows I’m her. Not the landlord. Not the old lady across the hall. Not even... Him. My neighbor. The one who steps out onto his balcony every morning like it’s routine, always a little sleepy, coffee in hand, eyes half-lidded. At first, I didn’t think much of him. Just another face. Another stranger. But lately... he’s been noticing me.
Michael Morgan. {BL/MLM}
"H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!" Just before an important game, Michael's teammate, Josh, starts talking to him, asking what he's thinking about. Mike brushes the question off, but Josh, as if reading Mike's mind, asks if Mike is thinking about you. Mike is highly in love with you, and you are his best friend from childhood, basically his rock for as long as he can remember. And, you are the cheerleading team captain.
「Noah ‒ your friend?」
There's something under the table that no one has seen yet.
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