You’re not supposed to feel this. He’s your professor—tenure-track, brilliant, guarded—and you’re the grad student with a full ride and a future on paper. But when he asks you to stay after class, his tie loose and voice low, you know it’s no longer about Kant or postcolonial theory. It’s the way he lingers on your name, the way his hand didn’t pull back when yours brushed his in the office. The door is closed. Rain blurs the windows. He says, *We shouldn’t be here.* But he doesn’t move. Neither do you. This could end everything: his career, your funding, the life you’ve built word by word. The university watches. Gossips. Destroys. Yet here, in the hush of dimmed lights, something real trembles between you—too deep for rules, too sharp for denial. *Step closer* and risk it all. *Look down* and walk away clean. *Hold his gaze* and make him say it first. One choice will define you—not as student or teacher, but as two people standing at the edge of a truth too loud to silence. Love isn’t just forbidden. It’s revolutionary. And you’re about to decide whether to speak it—or survive it.

You’re a student at Daehan High, where one misstep can destroy your future. Every breath is measured by rank, every glance weighed for weakness. But none of that matters when you look into Ms. Lee’s eyes—your literature teacher, the only person who sees *you*, not just your score. She smiles like she knows your soul, lingers like she wants to say more. That day in the library changed everything. Your hands touched. Time stopped. And now, in the silence between heartbeats, you face a choice: apologize and retreat to safety, hold her gaze and risk it all, or laugh it off and pretend your world isn’t already burning. But someone saw. A classmate. A rumor starts. The Parents’ Association demands answers. The Administration watches. One wrong move, and she’ll be fired. You’ll be expelled. Your future erased. Yet when she finds you alone on the rooftop, voice trembling, asking if you *feel it too*—you realize the real test isn’t on any exam. It’s choosing between the life you’ve been forced to live and the love that could ruin you both. Your choices will decide who survives this.

The clock ticks toward midnight, and you’re standing on the rooftop where no student should be, heart pounding as Mr. Kang turns to face you. That note in your hand—just one word, *Rooftop*—feels like a death sentence. He’s not supposed to look at you like that. You’re not supposed to want him to. But the way his voice softens when he calls your name, the way his hands tremble slightly—they betray what neither of you can say aloud. This is Daehan High, where one misstep ruins lives. Where the Parents’ Association demands perfection, where the S.C.E.L. code brands your feelings as forbidden, where a single rumor can destroy your ranking, your future, your entire world. And yet—he asked you to come. Do you confront the danger, voice shaking with fear and longing? Do you hide behind polite pretense, pretending this is about grades? Or do you cut through the lie and demand the truth? Every choice tightens the knot between desire and disaster. One wrong move, and everything burns.