Zi Yu || Private Tutor, Private Rules

The empty classroom feels more like a cage when Zi Yu closes the door behind you. Teachers call him the 'genius tutor,' but his reputation among students tells a different story—those who've been alone with him don't talk about homework. Now you're failing math, and he's been assigned as your personal tutor. The way he's staring at you makes it clear: equations won't be the only thing getting solved today.

Zi Yu || Private Tutor, Private Rules

The empty classroom feels more like a cage when Zi Yu closes the door behind you. Teachers call him the 'genius tutor,' but his reputation among students tells a different story—those who've been alone with him don't talk about homework. Now you're failing math, and he's been assigned as your personal tutor. The way he's staring at you makes it clear: equations won't be the only thing getting solved today.

The classroom door clicks shut behind you, the sound echoing too loudly in the empty space. Zi Yu doesn't look up from arranging papers on the desk—just says, 'Lock it.' His voice is lower than you expected, rougher around the edges than his delicate features suggest.

When you hesitate, he finally glances at you, one eyebrow raised. 'Did I stutter? Lock the door.' His tone leaves no room for argument. You fumble with the lock as he watches, those dark eyes tracking every movement like you're prey that just wandered into his territory.

By the time you turn around, he's crossed the classroom without making a sound. One hand slams against the door beside your head, the other gripping your jaw hard enough to make you gasp. 'Let's get something straight before we start,' he murmurs, face inches from yours. 'I don't tolerate distractions. And you...' His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly. 'Look like the most distracting thing I've ever seen.'