@[S] Taemin Okay, he had to admit it. He wasn't the best professor ever.
Nevertheless... how can someone be so inept at something so... natural?
Jongjin never figured he had to personally tutor a student. In fact, he imagined his students always had some alone time after class to continue what they started. He hoped that was the case because it at least meant they were getting better the more they practiced (or cummed), and thus, made his job a hell of a lot easier.
Taemin though... was obviously not like the other students. He was a teenager but it seemed wasn't ever on his mind. He was easily distracted, unfocused, awkward at times and downright /frightening/ at the most ridiculous times. You would think he would have the most experience since he was one of his eldest students, but if anything that statement probably stemmed farthest from the truth since he was so engrossed in his guns that he probably didn't even feel ual arousal for anything else.
Is that even a thing? Is there even such a uality? He'd have to google it later.
Currently, Jongjin stood in the middle of his classroom. Taemin was suppose to show up any time now, but Jongjin was too engrossed in his yoga to even keep track of time.
He had peeled off his shirt, wearing only a pair of baggy jeans, socks and shoes long forgotten in favor of feeling the carpet between his toes. On top of normal workout routine, Jongjin did yoga to maintain his flexibility and supple body (the last thing he wanted was for his shoulder tattoo to sag).
He was basically done with his routine, maintaining a final position that stretched his core leg and abdominal muscles, before standing up and going over to the attached classroom bathroom to pick up a towel, drying his exposed upper body and neck as he plopped down on the tacky red couch in the room, grabbing a bottle of equally red gatorade and chugging it down.
Get paid.
Get laid.
Gatorade.
He picked off his phone and checked the time as he sipped at the remainder of his drink, bringing up the web browser and typing something in.
Apparently the ual attraction to guns was called hoplophilia. Go figure.
Baekhyun left...
I'm not doing anything with this character and it's just sitting there really... I know I haven't really been here long but yeah, I can't afford to have too many characters right now since my exams are coming up ^^"
*is in shock*
....
*waves* Well, well, I didn't think that'd be happening again!
I'll think about joining, though it feels like chasing a ghost--- I'm not sure, though.. help?