"What's your name." he asked.

"Hwang Hyunjin." i replied automatically.

"What do you play?"

"piano." i answered a little hesitantly due to repeated question.

"How old are you... Hyunjin ?"

My name out of his mouth left butterfly's crawling up my stomach.

"i'm 19 sir."

He stared at me once again.

"Why are you here Hwang Hyunjin?" he asked bluntly.

I stood stunned for a second, "E-excuse me?"

He sighed, rubbing his hands on his temples, "i said why are you here?"

My mind went into overdrive.

What did he mean why was i here? Was he mad at me? did i do something wrong?

I came up with a half assed excuse, "Because i want to be a pianist."

Mr. Bang kicked his legs off the desk, landing against the floor with a frightening thud as he leaned closer to me over the desk.

"Cut the shit 'Hwang Hyunjin' and tell me, Why are you here?"

I began to feel tears build up, my nailed were digging into my palm, probably drawing blood.

"C-cause i love music, A-and i had no other choice to pursue music-"

"Why." he interrupted. His eyes locked on mine. A dark gleam that's made him look more intimidating shining in his cold eyes.

I shuffled, pulling on my sweater, "Cause i made a deal with my parents."

"There you go! see it wasn't so hard was it 'Jinnie'"

"Huh ?" i was genuinely confused as to what the point was.

"Listen here kid," he smirked lazily and pulled me forward.

I was now leaning over the desk. My ears were red.

"I've heard about you. Your the reason i came here. The infamous Hwang Hyunjin huh?" He teased, tugging the stray hair the fell from my now mess ponytail.

"Sir, i don't know if your mistaken, but i don't think I'm the one your looking for." i pleaded, hoping he would led go and i could go home to cuddle with kkami.

"Well are you Hwang Hyunjin the son of Hwang Jiwoo and Hwang Eun-gi are you not?"

How the hell did he know their names?! i applied to Juilliard without listing their names or their money. How the hell.

He took my silence as a yes. "Don't worry i don't know your parents, and i didn't stalk you. I'm just here to help you Hyunjin-ah." he said, his words softening.

"Think of me as a parental figure. You have so much potential and i want to help you control it, to grow it, to make you the most successful Juilliard graduate out of the idiots who call themselves alumni."

"Oh." i replied, startled at the change in attitude, "But why? who am i to you? you barely know me and what do you gain out this?"

He laughed. out right laughed. But a for second i saw a beautiful man who had laugh lines, charming smile and the sweetest eyes, but only for a second. The minute he stopped laughing, his face fell back the same scowl it'd been in.

"Hyunjin-ah, you may not know this but I've been monitoring your progress and achievements since you applied to Juilliard. Think of it as the FBI. What do they do when they get a new applicant? a background check. That's entirely what i had to do to you, go through every single performance, every single award, even the most minute interactions you've had with the vast knowledge that is music. And Hyunjin, to say you aren't talented is a load of bull."

I knew my face was red at this point.

"I know you won't understand right now, but let me help you, I'll be your tutor essentially. You won't get special treatment of course. But I'll help you become one of the best."

He held my hands in his, as if he were pleading with me, begging that I'd say yes. But it didn't seem like i had a option to begin with.

"Um, i guess so. You can help me, but don't be surprised when you realize i'm not the talented prodigy you think i am." i warned shaking my head.

The grip on my hands tightened and i winced.

"Let me find that out for myself yeah? For now all you need to focus on is the Fall showcase in October. Just dedicate to me your time and effort okay?"

I nodded slowly.

"good boy." Mr. Bang smiled.

His words send waves of electric charge to my body, i stiffened.

" Your dismissed Hyunjin, get a good nights rest, tomorrow you and i will set up times to meet and discuss your options. I look forward to helping you Mr. Hwang."

I gave the handsome man a small smile as i pushed the door open, "You as well Mr. Bang."

He left the auditorium, the smell of cinnamon leaving with him.

Hwang Hyunjin.

You put a face to a name you get that unique creature.

Yes, that's what I'll call him, a unique creature. Unearthly beauty, impossible talents, and bone deep sweetness. The full package right there.

God he was so tempting. So innocent, so pretty, so fucking... cute?

But he's was unattainable. I couldn't touch him and he couldn't touch me. Such a shame he's a student.

Yet that didn't keep me from appreciating the stunning view, sure i couldn't touch, but who said i couldn't see or smell.

The milky soft skin, the silky dark satin of hair, the inhuman features that left you wondering if he was actually real? or a figment of your imagination, not to mention the long neck and limbs. Like a gazelle. I could write a whole sonata about him. It would certainly put Mozart to shame with the infinite acts and sections it would include.

A sharp knock brought me out of my lustful stupor.

"Mr. Bang? you here?"

Sighing, i stood up, brushing off nonexistent dust and walking to the door.

"What is it Eunkwang?" i greeted my fellow colleague.

"I heard you got Hwang in your class."

I nodded, gesturing for him to come inside.

Handing me a hot coffee, he began, " I had him last year, quite different than what you expect."

"what do you mean different?"

"Well you know he's pretty popular around campus but he's a quiet kid. Back when i had him, he spoke a total of 15 words to me the whole year. "

"You counted?" i raised an eyebrow.

Eunkwang gave me a playful glare, "Anyways, he was entirely a sweetheart, so you won't have to worry about him acting up."

Sweetheart huh? so i wasn't the only one who noticed.

"Yeah i talked to him after class, very chill." i responded with a lack of enthusiasm.

"The Brass and Choral staff are going to get drinks after work, wanna tag along? it's been awhile since you've let go."

Eunkwang worked as the main choral director for specialized vocal courses. I on the other hand, wasn't associated to a specialized course since i taught Music theory which lay as a common ground for all instruments and Voices.

" Sure what time and where?"

"Dizzy's at 6:00."

i groaned, "a fucking jazz bar?"

"yuP" he said popping the P.

" You know Dahyun gonna be there.."

" Eunkwang! how many times do i tell you it's was just a fling. We're not serious." i replied referring to the infamous Piano professor.

Hyunjin probably has her.

"I got to leave, my break ends in 10 minutes, Remember to come you asshole!"

" yes hyung." i drawled rolling my eyes.

Turing back to my computer, i lifted the top, the screen opening to a picture of Hyunjin.

So fucking beautiful, i thought as i clicked out of the Instagram page.

It was around 7:00 pm when my doorbell rang.

"Kkami! Shoo! stop barking!" i chided as i bypassed the barking dog to answer the door.

"Surprise shawty!"

"Innie!" i smiled at his adorable face.

"Hello to you too Jinnie, i brought my friends over so you can be friends with them and we can be one giant friend." he cried, beaming so hard his gums were visible.

Laughing i let him and his friends inside, "it's a small apartment but that's all i could afford right now."

"it's perfect! it real cozy and at least it has separate bathroom, we have to share at the dorms." a short boy with an elfish face replied.

I blurted the first thing that came to mind,

"Holy your voice is deep!" immediately slapping my hand over my mouth.

"i am so so sorry i didn't mean to say that! i don't want to offend you i mean no offense whateve-"

The elf boy laughed, "it's alright I'm used to it! I'm Felix." he smiled.

He was gorgeous. Good lord.

As i looked at the other boys crowded in my living room, i realized they were all very attractive. Suddenly, i felt super small and inferior. The walls of my house pressing in on me. I regretted wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts, my limps were too ugly compared to the golden skin of these boys. After knowing how cute Jeongin was i concluded that birds of a feather flock together.

A hand brushed threw my hair, helping out of my head space.

Jeongin pulled his hand back, looking at me with concern, "are you ok Jinnie?"

"Huh? Oh I'm ok! I'm terribly sorry Felix, i spaced for a minute." i apologized realizing i left Felix hanging.

"It's alright... Jinnie was it?" he asked

"It's Hyunjin but you can call me Jinnie since Innie here-" i put a hand around Jeongin -"calls me that."

"awww you guys are adorable!" A chubby cheeked boy chimed in.

"That's Han, the one wearing all black next to him is Changbin."

"oh! the roommate!" i recalled.

"Hello beautiful!" he winked playfully.

I giggled and conversed with the rest of his friends, they were quite funny. I don't think i've ever had this many people in my home before. It felt nice. I felt warm and fuzzy inside.

"-why don't yall let Jinnie know your instruments so maybe we can create a chamber group!" Han proposed.

(Chamber- small group of musicians who play together, a very small orchestra.)

"Oooh I'd love to create one! we could play at the festival next month!" Innie chimed in.

Soon i learned that Changbin played contrabass, Han played viola, Felix played harp and Jeongin of course, flute.

We almost had a full set for a chamber group, maybe a violin or another lead instrument would help. After Han suggested he knew a senior who played violin, we called it a night.

Jeongin's friends left, but Innie stayed behind, wanting to talk to me.

As soon as Felix walked out the door, he pounced on me.

"What happened with Mr. Handsome!!" he pestered, eye's wide.

"M-mr. Handsome? Oh Mr. Bang... nothing much. He just wanted to talk about tutoring me or something." i covered, not wanting to go in-depth in to something i still didn't understand.

"Tutoring huh?" Jeongin wiggled his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with tutoring?" i asked, confused as to why he was making stupid faces.

"good god Jinnie, your to pure for this world."

"Wha-"

"it means your innocent silly Jinnie!" Jeongin laughed as he booped my nose, waltzing towards the door.

"wait your leaving?" i asked, suddenly feeling a dampening on the serotonin i'd thrived off of this evening.

"mhm, dorm curfew." he said, giving me an exaggerated pout.

"oh ok. Get home safe Innie!" i waved from the door as he skipped away.

"Good Night Jinnie! sweet dreams baby!" he yelled over his shoulder.

He was sweet.

But not that they were gone, i felt empty. The once lively house silent with the ghosts of laughter and conversation. The familiar feeling of loneliness wrapped around me like a warm blanket as i head to bed.

Yet it was Mr. Bangs stern face that appeared the moment i closed my eyes.

A/N: OKAY so ig this is kinda a slow burn book but i'm not used to writing like this, don't worry there will be tons of smut and fluff... and maybe more smut.

Thanks for reading fools 😩❤️