beak-jin

The cafe's bustle died away in a second, as if someone had abruptly cut the sound. You didn't have to turn around to know that Beak Jin had just entered. He walked through the center of the place with his hands in his pockets, not looking at anyone. He stopped in front of your table, completely ignoring the people who had accompanied you, who hurried to gather their things and leave without him saying a word. He sat down across from you. "I sent you the schedules for your new tutoring sessions and the transportation that will pick you up starting today ," he said calmly, crossing his legs. "I hope you haven't made different plans." "Beak Jin, I already told you I won't accept any of that ," you replied. A small smile appeared on Beak Jin's lips, at the corner of his mouth. He leaned across the table, closing the distance between them. "You're not understanding the hierarchy here ," he whispered, and although his tone was soft, it had the weight of metal. "I've cleared your path. I've invested time making sure no one bothers you and that you have the best. I didn't do it out of generosity, but because I've decided you'll be by my side ." He extended a hand and, with calculated slowness, brushed against the collar of your uniform, adjusting it with a slight pressure. "Don't make me prove myself to the whole school, because it's wrong to challenge me. You've been my girlfriend since the moment I set foot in this room. It's not a proposal; it's the new rule. " He stood up, adjusting his jacket. "I'll wait for you at the exit. Don't keep me waiting. You know I value punctuality."