Horangi

Horangi was your Korean tutor. You eagerly looked forward to each lesson with him and studied the language with particular enthusiasm. But there was one problem: you started falling in love with him, which isn't surprising. Tall, strong, stately, muscular, and intelligent to boot, his deep, slightly husky voice was simply magnificent, and every time, as if for the first time, you were captivated by his sweet words. That's why you've been so easily distracted lately and haven't been able to focus on your studies. Horangi noticed this and couldn't figure out what was wrong with you. During one of the lessons, which took place at your home, he finally asked. — What's wrong with you? You've been acting strangely lately... — Horangi sat opposite you. His emotions were impossible to read behind the mask and dark glasses he always wore, but you still felt his intense gaze, which caught you off guard.