— UNIVERSITY.

@LEE TAEMIN Never before would she have expected to find herself standing here flustered over what a student was saying to her; to be more exact, what HER student was saying to her. And again, there were points that held truth to them, while others were just thoughts and images she didn’t want to think or dream about when it came to her students. Especially her male students, she wasn’t “clean” when it came to hearing rated murmurs or curses whenever she walked by – but she was the type of professional that played it off in a heartbeat. This was her job; after all, and she didn’t want any complications in her life, or to put her job at risk. It was what she loved doing, and part of who she was at the end of the day.
“Guess what you want? Are you really going to say that to me?”
What was she to do, in all honesty? She didn’t know if he had evidence or a file with her voice attached to her mistake of a call – to back up his story. She knew that she was guilty, but if he didn’t have the verification with him, why was she putting herself down and letting him walk all over her? It didn’t take a scientist to figure that one out; sadly to say. It was the fact that she didn’t know what he had on her, it was the fact that he knew just what her side job was – that if he wanted to bring this up in court, she would be the one almost instantly shammed and looked down upon as a ; which put fear inside of her body. Her legs were trembling, lush lips parting for air to inhale and exhale softly each time she thought of what she wanted to say.
She needed to play it cool, she needed to push her pride away and think about the varies of outcomes if word had got out about her and this phone company that was constantly bringing her hell the more she thought about it.
“I’ll help you with your grades, Taemin. You have to promise me that you won’t tell anyone. I’ll do what you want, alright? But you can’t bring my family into this, nor can you tell anyone else about this. Don’t go bragging to your “boys” about how you got over me either, because there will be consequences on your part—“
Hyosung had hoped he knew that he couldn’t keep this over her head forever. Hyosung was a sly, quick vixen, and would stop at nothing to get her way or revenge if she’s been treated badly. With her teeth sinking into her plumped lips, she took notice of how wide his legs were – and the heated gaze he casted her way. She wasn’t oblivious to what he was hinting at, but her pride – the one thing that she couldn’t push down in a heartbeat, was wrestling with her body and her mind. ‘You’re doing this for the better…’ She had continued to coax herself as she put her papers to the side and reached up to take down her high ponytail, her movements ghosting along the floor towards the door that she locked and pulled at the curtains before she made her way towards where he sat, standing in front of him. Maybe she could take this as another advantage as well. She was already plotting up a way to use this against him, to get over him in the future and hopefully get him back.
“Do you promise me, Mr. Lee?”

@JEON HYOSUNG Taemin always loved the way she smiled because she'd look like a small girl when she flashed her cute gummy smile with her eyes gone two beautiful crescents. She was smiling cutely as always when he entered the room and he almost flashed a bright smile back at her. But he didn't, he was here to in a devious and sweet way today.
She looked totally cute while she was furiously coping with his verbal attack without knowing what sort of baggage he came with.
"Don't act innocent as if you didn't know all the boys are wanking over you every night."
Taemin let out a vulgar chuckle after his obscene comment. It was true she was very popular among the boy students, even some girls had girl crush on her.
The evil smirk on the student's small face spread even wider when the female tutor dropped the papers at the words of 'ing'. He loved how sensitive she appeared and he could smell he would be having a good time ahead.
"Yeah, a grade would be nice actually, thanks. But that's not what I really really want... Guess what I want."
Taemin raised his eye brows in a comical way at her, then grinned with the lips curling up high. He rubbed his chin lazily as looking at her, thinking about what he'd do first to embarrasse her ually. He could've ed her right now but there was a lot of time, he didn't need to rush at all. He pushed his side hair back of his ear as his gaze was raking on all over her body nonstop without any respect. He sat on the chair shallower, leaning back even more against the back of the chair, causing his crotch in the tight leather jeans pushed forward towards the female.
"I was surprised when I found you've been working as a telephone operator... Ms Jeon Hyosung... how long have you been there?"
It was a pure coincidence, Taemin found a flyer of the adult telephone line in the mail box on the street door of his house when he came back from college the other day. Without thinking much he called them up and he instantly recognise her voice but he didn't have any proof or evidence at all, until now.

@LEE TAEMIN When the door to her room had finally opened, she was quick to put on a smile that was seen daily by her students – but she was also ready to greet the familiar student she had many of times before. But with the way he walked in her room and addressed her, had fallen agape, and her eyebrows furrowed almost too quickly at his behavior. Just who did he think he was? What had suddenly got inside of his brain that he could act and speak to her that way?
“Excuse me? I don’t think I quite heard what you said—“
Hyosung spoke up in disbelief, trying to believe that maybe her ears were playing with her, but when he continued on, she was further disgusted at the comments being thrown at her. Was this how she seen? And did he think he was going to get away with saying these words to her? She was flustered, humiliated, a bit confused as to how this sudden behavior came out and about. Was he drunk? Maybe he was high? But then again, she knew Taemin; he’s never acted up like this before. His grades might have not been the best, but he never showed this type of disrespect towards her or any of her students. He had one of the few behaviors that she could tolerate.
But now… It seemed as if he was bolder for whatever reason. What was his motivation?
And that was when it hit her. The moment he spoke of “talking dirty” her eyes widen and she dropped the papers in her hold. All train of thoughts had left her mind as she scrambled for words of denial and remonstration, but she knew that the look on her features had given it away. The truth. Quickly bending down to pick up the papers, she brushed her hair back and placed the papers down on the table that was keeping her balanced right now. How did he find out? She knew that stumbling across that advertisement was a bad idea… It wasn’t supposed to go into her personal life. Nibbling on her bottom lip and avoiding his eyes, she tapped her fingertips against the table she was currently leaning against, wondering what she was going to do now.

How was she going to get out of this one? Was she going to run away from the truth? He didn’t have evidence – but then again, nowadays, all you needed was a rumor for these types of issues to make headers for many news outlets. “What is it that you want from me, Mr. Lee?” Despite the way he had spoken to her, she made sure to address him respectfully, despite the anger boiling inside of her chest. She didn’t want to set him off and have him bust her out to any of the adults in the building, or worse, her boss. This was honestly the only job she looked forward to coming to whenever it was time for her to get up in the morning. “Do you want a higher grade? Tell me, and I’ll see what I can do. Do you want money? Go ahead, I’ll give you all the cash I have in my wallet, just… just don’t be too rash about this.”

@JEON HYOSUNG With a big smirk Taemin was heading off to the classroom where a female tutor called Hyusung was supposed to be waiting. This particular tutor was really hot and she always made him bite and his lips in the countless of unappropriate thoughts while he was in her class, and it led fatal falure of the grades. Taemin strongly believed it wasn't his fault, the teacher looked too dishy with those glamorous hot thighs and the big , which made him impossible to concentrate on whatever she was tutoring about.

When he looked into the classroom from the window, the tutor was fiddling with her skirt and her blouse, only to show off how her body looked . He stayed quiet and glanced at her for a while like a from outside the window when she was working with papers. Taemin's grin grew in a evil way, knowing Hyusung wouldn't know what he was going to reveal to make her his slave.
In his tight long sleeved teeshirt in white and a pair of black leather jeans which were tight and low rise, Taemin entered the room with an amused and delighted face.
"God...aren't you just too much? Turn down your iness a bit, you're just looking like a good ."
With a rude chuckle, Taemin's smirking eyes stared at the female tutor as he was walking up to the table where she was at.
"Do you know what? Ms Jung? ...I mean, Hyusung."
He called her with the first name and pulled a chair to in front of her before sitting down on it. He sat on the chair in a very relaxed posture which was quite rude when you talked to a teacher, then he spread his legs wide and crossed his arms at his chest with a wide mean smirk across his face, his sharp gaze was seen through the long hair.
"I love it when a teacher gets dirty... like talking dirty... do you understand?"
Taemin's dirty eyes were raking on all over her body, he couldn't stop letting his gaze roam on her hips and thighs because one of his ual fantasy about her was to have her y thighs around his waist one day. Chewing his lips, Taemin shifted his eyes back on her pretty face and waited for her reaction. He knew her secret which he imagined she wouldn't dare to come to light, and Taemin was determined to use it for his grades, and his filthy desire on her. Taemin felt his mouth watering excessively at the thought of what he would do to her, and gulped the saliva as his smirk spread wider.

@LEE TAEMIN

With her fingertips tapping against the paperwork in her hold, along with determination spreading throughout her being – and appearing on her face, Hyosung made her way towards her classroom quickly, not really ready for what was to come. To her, she thought she was going to be discussing things class related, and of course, grades related – since it seemed as if the student she had was struggling with turning his work in on time. With a small sigh slipping past her red, lush lips, she slipped inside of the dark-lit room, soon turning on the lights and placing her things down onto the table while glancing over the familiar room. It wouldn’t hurt to straighten up a bit, so she thought to herself. Smoothing out her skirt and soon, adjusting her blouse, she started to pick up some supplies that were left behind while stacking up a few papers to pass the time.