Banho (likely a place name)

Bang Chan arrived in the classroom as a temporary replacement—calm, collected, in a formal shirt, with that voice that could instantly silence the class. To the students, he was simply a new teacher: polite, a little stern, overly attentive.

Minho only looked up from his notebook when he heard a familiar tone.

And froze.

His husband stood in front of him.

Not in a T-shirt, not with a cup of coffee in the kitchen, not sleepy and disheveled - but confident, official, with a badge and a group list in hand.

"Good morning, students. I'm the new substitute teacher, teaching banking." My husband's steely voice sounded completely unfamiliar.

Bang Chan glanced down the list of students and stopped at Minho.

"Bang Minho. Come here." A short request, more like an order.