#thankfully I had sent my essay draft to a classmate so I can edit it from my phone & it’s not Gone

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My laptop is having a crisis so have some phone doodles

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[touchmyhobi]

Professor Kwon: Chapter II

Genre: Teacher AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst.

Word Count: 1,942

Chapter: 2/?

Pairing: G-Dragon x Reader

Warnings: None. There won’t be any until like the 4th chapter ;))

A/N: Sorry for such a long wait, school has been hectic. However, the third chapter is almost complete so the wait for the next chapter definitely won’t be as long!

“That should be about it for today. I don’t want to be that teacher who bores you with yet another stale course outline. However, I am going to be the teacher who assigns work on the first day,” Professor Kwon admitted with a smirk as a few defeated groans could be heard across the room.

“Don’t worry it’s not going to be hard. Just write a minimum two page narrative essay telling me about yourself. You can find the technical details on your outlines but just remember to have fun with this assignment. It’s really just for me to get to know you all and to gauge your writing abilities”.

As the last words left his mouth, those entrancing eyes caught mine. Within a split second he had shot me a devastating smile before continuing to address the class. Once his eyes left mine it was as if the breath I had been holding was finally granted permission to escape. I stared down on my desk trying to collect my thoughts in order to hear the rest of his spiel.

“I want that paper on my desk at the beginning of Wednesday’s class which means you have two days to complete it. I look forward to reading all of your submissions,” there was a moment of silence as the whole room sat on the edge of his words. “You’re free to go. Have a good evening”.

With that, the classroom erupted in the sounds of students packing their bags and shuffling out the door. I watched from my desk for a moment as Professor Kwon gathered his things as well. It was as if I was caught in a trance, unable to look away from the unbelievably beautiful man before me.

Snap out of it! He’s just a guy! I scolded myself, prompting me to break my gaze.

As I finally came to, I realized nearly every student had left the classroom already. Immediately I jumped out of my seat, fumbling with the zipper on my backpack before sliding my arms into the straps. Just as passed Professor Kwon’s desk, his illegal gaze once again met my starstruck one.

“See you tomorrow,” he acknowledged me with the most casual grin.

Just as I went to respond, my throat froze over unwilling to allow my voice to break through. So I smiled and bowed quickly before exiting the room and fleeing down the staircase and out into the streets. I clutched a hand to my beating heart as I waited for the next train.

“You’re pathetic,” I murmured to myself. “You’ve never been this affected by men before why are you starting now”.

The train pulled up and I chuckled to myself as I found a seat. Between the inappropriate gawking and talking to myself, I wouldn’t be surprised if my new classmates would think I was unstable. I really needed to get a hold of myself if I wanted to make a good impression.

As soon as I unlocked the door to my apartment, Ji Soo had jumped out from the kitchen and pulled me into a suffocating embrace.

“My little scholar is home!” she pulled away to look at me excitedly. “So, how was your first day?”

I walked past her towards the sofa and slumped down onto it, resting my chin in the palm of my hand.

“Fine,” I huffed and she came to join me on the couch.

“Let me rephrase that question. How was Professor Kwon?”

“The reviews weren’t just right,” I looked at her with disbelief still lingering in my eyes. “They were fucking spot-on”.

“Seriously?!”

“Yes, he’s beyond gorgeous. I could barely even function around him. He made me freeze up and get all jittery. I hate that”.

“I’m sure it wasn’t that bad,” Ji Soo frowned.

“I know, I’m probably just overreacting. I just want to make a good first impression. I’m supposed to be treating my education like a job you know? Or else my mom will stop sending me money,” I mumbled solemnly.

Ji Soo wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into her embrace.

“Don’t worry Y/N. You’re smart and mature, he just caught you off guard. I’m sure you can redeem yourself tomorrow”.

There was a silent exchange of thankfulness as Ji Soo softly rubbed my back.

“Do you feel better now?” she moved me to face her and I nodded in response as a smile took over my features. “Good, because I have a favour to ask of you”.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Well, I’ve got some people coming over tonight and-”

“You want me to stay in my room. Yes I can do that for you,” I said with a giggle.

“Thank you,” Ji Soo leaned in for a hug.

“Who is it this time?”

“Just some coworkers again. I invited them over for drinks,” she informed me.

“Ok well, my only condition is that you keep it down out there,” I wagged a finger at her as I walked towards the kitchen, retrieving last night’s leftovers from the fridge. “I’ve got a paper to write for Professor Kwon and if I want to impress him by handing it in early, I’m going to need total concentration,” I spoke as I made my way towards my bedroom.

“Good luck child. I hope he quivers at your preparedness,” she teased as I headed into my bedroom, shooting her a dirty look before shutting my bedroom door for the rest of the night.

Given how often she sent me to hide out in my room, it was a blessing that I had an ensuite bathroom and a mini fridge in my bedroom. I never questioned why she sent me away when her friends came to visit, but she did explain it once. She said something along the lines of not wanting her friends to think she was a mom; as if I was young enough to be her daughter. I didn’t really buy that excuse but she had never given me a reason not to trust her in the past, so why wouldn’t I trust her now? Besides, having the time alone proved to be much needed the majority of the time.

Spare some muffled music, Ji Soo and her friends kept to themselves all night. Thankfully leaving me with the perfect environment for writing. It didn’t take long to formulate a solid essay and by the time I finished the final copy, it was only 10 o’clock. After printing off the paper, I slipped into my pyjamas and back under the comforter of my bed. As I stared at the ceiling, Professor Kwon’s face appeared in my mind.

“You don’t control me. Starting tomorrow, I control you,” I stated confidently before turning over and succumbing to sleep.

- Next Morning -

“Y/N, you do understand this is a prestigious school right?” Professor Kwon glared at me from behind his desk as I nodded. “This juvenile writing is no longer acceptable at this level! You need to improve quickly, or else you’re out! This is your last chance, don’t disappoint me,” Just as he finished his sentence, he marched his way to the door and shut it with a loud…

Thud!

Suddenly, the air returned to my lungs as I sat up hyperventilating.

“It was just a dream...just a dream,” I panted as my heartbeat settled.

Now he’s ruling my dreams? I thought. Not today Professor Kwon, not today. I glowered at nothing before throwing back the comforter and stomping into the bathroom to take on the man pestering my brain.

Once I was ready to leave, I exited my room only to find Ji Soo passed out on the couch with an unknown guy unconscious underneath her. There were empty alcohol bottles littering the table. Luckily she has today off, I concluded before sneaking out the front door.

Just like the day before, time flew by as each lecture played out and before I knew it I was entering room 314 once again. However, as I stepped through the door I noticed everyone had taken their seats except for one at the very back. Although I hated sitting at the back, I swallowed my pride and took the only opening.

Funny, I thought to myself as I checked my watch, yesterday nearly half the class was still in the hallway at this time. Why so diligent today?

Once my eyes reached the man standing at the front of the room, I immediately realized why everyone was so early. They all wanted the best seat to watch the professor flaunt his beauty.

Today I did not find myself under his spell. Maybe it was the dream, or perhaps it was the hype overkill he was receiving, either way I no longer lost my breath around him. However, I intended on using that to my advantage. Besides, if I was going to prove myself as a student and a writer, I was going to need the upper hand and I wouldn’t get the upper hand drooling over him.

“Everyone settled?” Professor Kwon turned from the whiteboard to find the room hanging on his every word. Something that blatantly took him by surprise for a split second before he dove right into his lecture on the basics of literature and essay writing. “I trust you all have your first drafts of your essays done. Don’t forget to edit, edit, edit. You should not be presenting me with your first draft, ever.”

I snickered softly as a shit-eating grin surely appeared on my face. I took a strange satisfaction in the knowledge that I had edited my paper almost ten times over and I still had it done early.

“With that being said, I’m looking forward to reading all of your papers tomorrow and getting to know you all,” he remarked at the end of his lecture, reminding everyone of the impending deadline. “You’re all free to go now. Have a good evening”.

Now was my time to strike. I waited for a moment to gather my things, waiting for everyone to filter out of the classroom before approaching Mr. Kwon. Carefully, I pulled the paper from one of my notebooks and cradled in my hands as I approached the front desk.

“Professor Kwon?” I spoke, grateful that my voice hadn’t failed me this time around.

He looked up from his desk and met my eyes with a smile.

“How can I help you?”

“I just wanted to hand in my paper,” I smiled proudly as I spoke.

“Ah, an early submission. I see I have quite the diligent student on my hands,” he joked as he reached out and took the paper from my hands.

“Oh not really, I just had a lot of free time last night and thought I’d get it out of the way quickly,” I played up the modesty.

“Well it’s definitely refreshing to see. I’ll take a look at this tonight Miss…” he trailed off, insinuating he wanted my name.

“Y/N” I informed him and he smiled.

“Have a good evening Y/N”.

“You too Mr. Kwon”.

The moment I left the room a devious smile formed on my face. Everything went according to plan. The impression of a model student obviously beginning to form in Professor Kwon’s mind. However, now it was up to my essay to show my true potential. Best case scenario, his assumptions of a bright student become reality. Worst case scenario, my nightmare becomes a reality and he trashes my writing. Either way, my effort of regaining control from Professor Kwon was far from over.