Minho

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Hyunjin had just turned around the containers to take a shortcut home.

A figure stumbles out of the club's metal door, from where a muffled bass thump emanates. At first, all he sees is tousled dark hair, the unbuttoned collar of a black shirt, and sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

This is Minho.

His lecturer. The same Associate Professor Lee Minho, who had been sternly explaining this afternoon during the first period of "Family Ethics":

"The boss must lead by example. No tobacco odor, a sleep schedule, and supervision are the foundation. I recommend you remember that, Mr. Hwang."

Now he's wiping glitter from his cheek. There are lipstick stains on his neck. A hand in a neon bracelet emerges from the open door of the club and beckons him back. Minho waves it away without looking.

Their eyes meet.

Minho slowly straightens up. He adjusts his collar, but it's no use—the button is torn off. A shadow crosses his face: first recognition, then coldness.

"Hwang," his voice was low and hoarse. "Are you here because you're looking for a cheap way to fail the exam?"

He takes a step toward Hyunjin. He smells of smoke and whiskey. Not at all like green tea, like in the morning lecture.

His gaze is penetrating. Probing. That's how he looks at students caught cheating.

"What? Are you going to run and complain?" he asks with a confident, caustic grin.