Chapter 2

The man walks up to the podium and, just as I did the night before, he bows in greeting to the man from the taxi and me.

The girls’ sighs do not wait, and they look at him as if they want to bite him.

“He’s so handsome.”

“Do you think he’s married?”

“Oh, I want my children to be his.”

And the murmurs behind me continue and continue.

“The handsome man behind him is Park Jeon, the right-hand man of the sexy Mr. Lee,” whispers Danna excitedly, and my attention goes directly to the boy who was at my house this morning to deliver my coat, who is very close to Lee Rang Do.

Perhaps I wasn't wrong to think he was that man's secretary.

Oh, and the university rector is also in the room.

“It is a pleasure to welcome you all. You are the future of this world, and it will always be a pleasure to see new faces every year,” says Mr. Lee Rang Do, with his gaze fixed on us. He has not noticed my presence, and I hope he doesn't, besides, the room is big enough for him not to notice me.

Just because he sent my coat home and left a message with his secretary, sarcastically thanking me for letting him know that I arrived safely, doesn't mean anything.

I inhale deeply and focus on his face, on the delicacy of his features and the softness his hair promises to be.

He wears thin glasses that highlight his face, making him look adorable. Adorable and handsome.

Oh my God, what is he doing here? And a billionaire type? How could he defend me last night? I'm impressed he took pity on me.

"This year I will be teaching administrative procedures, accounting, and a bit of strategic management, on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays," he explains, and my mouth drops open.

What? I feel my blood pressure drop, and I want to run away from the room, but that would only attract attention.

Oh my God, how am I going to stand looking at him three times a week without having a heart attack? I'm dying of embarrassment.

And the message I sent him! Oh, for the love of God.

I sink into my seat, trying to hide my face because it could fall off from embarrassment, and Danna frowns.

"I invited that handsome, billionaire man for coffee, who also paid for my taxi home and defended me from my abusive boss..."

And he touched my chin with delicate hands.

Oh, what am I thinking?

And I sink further into my seat, and my lower lip trembles.

A miserable coffee, and now he turns out to be my teacher and a billionaire CEO.

"Are you okay, Hal? Are you feeling sick?" Danna leans her body towards mine to fan my face, and when I try to push her away, we draw attention since apparently we are the only ones moving in the whole darn room, and most of the students turn to look at us.

And that's enough to catch the attention of the professor and him...

"Is something wrong?" his deep voice inquires, and I want to hide my face. I don't want him to see me, but Danna makes that impossible, not to mention that all eyes are on us... including Lee Rang Do's serious eyes.

"I think Hal is feeling sick..." Danna starts, but I stop her, pinching her leg to make her shut up.

"I'm fine," I manage to say, my voice trembling, and the rector nods, speaking to the class again, catching their attention once more

Everyone stops looking at me, except for him. His brown eyes are fixed on me and I feel my heart race.

Damn.

"Is that correct, Mr. Lee?" the principal asks our future teacher, and only then does he avert his gaze from me, and I feel like I can breathe again.

This can't be happening. And he looked at me...

I inhale and focus my attention on him, because even though I want the ground to swallow me up, I can't stop looking at him.

"I hope we do a good job and that my knowledge is of great benefit to you," he concludes, leaning forward slightly so that his hair falls forward a little.

Is it as soft as it looks? Will I ever be able to touch it?

I shake my head and drop my head into my notebook. What the hell am I thinking? God, Hal, he's just another handsome, wealthy guy, but why do I want him to look at me again?

And as if my thoughts were commands that he could hear, his eyes wander once again and fall on me.

"Any questions?" Rang Do speaks in general, his eyes on mine. "Yes?"

He nods in my direction and I startle before realizing that he's not talking to me, but to a girl sitting behind me.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Mr. Rang Do?" the girl asks, and several girls laugh.

"Well," he fixes his gaze on the ground, trying to hide a smirk, before looking directly at me and piercing my virgin body with his eyes. "No, I don't have a girlfriend."

He says, and for some reason, I feel like he's talking to me.

Is he really?

No, for God's sake, what am I thinking?

"That will be all for today. I hope you have a good day and again, welcome everyone," Lee Rang nods his head only and begins to leave the classroom, but not without giving me one last look that I can't interpret.