LOGINFinn stood in place, watching as the scientist stomped his feet on the ground while trying to move away from the glass container before him. He grabbed Finn's hand and dragged him toward the lab's door. "Don't die in my lab. Idiot!" His tone was extremely harsh. Finn's lips pursed. He felt wronged. One of the targets? Why was he so unfriendly?The man's hair was almost as long as a woman's, reaching his waist. It was styled roughly, making it obvious he hadn't paid much attention to it.His eyebrows were bushy, and his chin had a bit of beard, which made him look wild. His sharp eyes were clouded by a fierce light. In one word, he looked totally abnormal. Ever since Finn had entered the room, he hadn't raised his eyes to look at his face once, and all he had ever done was curse and curse. Staring at the burning liquid on the lab's floor, the scientist groaned. "Who enters someone's lab senselessly like that? Couldn't you have knocked?!" Finn's eyelids lowered. He kept silent.
Ethan still found it hard even as he pressed into Finn's inner wall. He kept looking at the young man's small face as if searching for any hint of pain. "Let me know if you can't take it anymore." Ethan pressed in slowly. Finn groaned. "Professor Ethan, can you move faster? It's uncomfortable." He blinked, his eyes sparkling with pleas. Ethan looked troubled. He wasn't feeling better, either. Having to endure and slowly push in this way was torturous, especially when the other party was someone he truly desired. But it was just too hard to take in at once. Ethan had spent two months preparing himself to be pressed under another man. He had watched dramas and spent nights imagining himself being on the receiving end. Even though every thought, drama, and imagination left him uncomfortable, he felt he could accept it if the other party were Finn. Finn liked him anyway, and his heart had long begun to beat for the younger man. So, he reckoned it didn't really matter. But when he
Finn picked up the wallet and frowned. From the warmth he felt from the wallet, it seemed it had recently fallen, and it should be from the earlier man. Finn tried to chase after the man. But he found no one. It was as if the man had totally disappeared. He glanced around, feeling confused about what to do concerning the wallet. "Finn," Ethan's melodious voice rang behind him. Ethan approached and rested his head on his shoulder. "Who are you looking for? Another lover?" "You haven't even won me over yet." Finn smiled wryly. "No, Professor Ethan. Someone dropped this, and I can't find them." He showed him the wallet. Ethan took it, opened it, and brought out the ID inside. "The person seems to work in our school. You can give it to them tomorrow. It's no big deal." Finn checked the ID, confirming that Ethan was really right. He kept the wallet and took Ethan's hand. "Why did you come out?" Ethan shrugged. "I'm tired. I want to go home." "What about Niam, Senior Franklin,
"Oh, I thought you loved me. I was really happy about it." "But I was wrong. Niam knows them all. Mr Lucian also knows us. Ethan... um..." The rest of his words were swallowed into Finn's mouth as Finn initiated a kiss. Franklin's eyes widened. He hadn't expected Finn to make a move. However, Finn soon pulled back. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept you in the dark." He lowered his head. "I was just scared..." Lucian had nearly broken up with him; Niam had also almost left. He thought Franklin would directly block his line, and they would never see each other again. The thought of that had kept him on edge all week. He hated the feeling. He didn't want to lose Franklin. So, even though he knew he should have talked to Franklin, he didn't. Even if that made him look like a bad person... he really didn't want to lose senior Franklin. Franklin's eyes darkened slightly, and he gripped Finn's chin, pulling him closer, and without waiting for Finn to complete his word, he slammed th
Ethan coughed lightly. The whole fearful feeling disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a hint of embarrassment as he released Finn and stepped back. Finn was truly naked. He hadn't been able to put on his clothes for him before he woke up, and when he saw him awake, he was so emotional that he forgot about the little detail. Seeing the boy's red face, Ethan turned his head away, hiding the slight blush on his cheeks. "I'm done." Finn's words made him feel relieved. He turned around and saw Finn dressed in the top he had picked out earlier and the knickers. He looked at him with a smile on his face. "I really don't know why I was naked..." Ethan's brows creased. "I brought you back from outside. You looked like you were taking a bath.""A bath? This late at night..." It sounded too weird to Finn's ears. He wondered if Ethan had seen him wrong. But he knew that shouldn't be. The last thing he remembered was closing the door behind himself after accepting that Ethan wasn
Finn returned around 4 in the morning. His eyes remained dark, and his expression was detached. His small and beautiful face looked gloomy, with red liquid dripping from his cheeks. Even his fingers were stained with the red liquid. He gently closed the door, wiped the stain with his shirt, and made his way toward the bathroom. The disgust he'd hidden all night finally surfaced as he stayed under the shower, letting the water drench him while washing away the stain of blood on his body. A groan escaped his lips. But he was satisfied. After this, no one would ever bully Niam again. No one would ever dare to bully his lovers anymore. He washed away the blood stain at his fingertips, his mind wandering back to the bloody bodies of those thugs. His lips slowly curled. Footsteps echoed in the silent space. Ethan's scent grew near, calming his mood and rinsing away the horrible smell of blood. Finn's brows furrowed. Darkness shone within his eyes. His lips parted. "I want him." H
Niam swallowed and stood up. "I should check on the cook. She's probably done cooking." He said, rubbing his hands on his trousers awkwardly. Finn nodded, still waiting for the system to heal his bruises. At the same time, he realized he was a little hungry. He watched Niam leave the room, and a
Finn cried and fell asleep under the tree. His fragile body trembled slightly from the breeze, but it didn't wake him up. His breath was a little shaky. He felt a presence around him, but he felt too sleepy to care. He was in school anyway, and no one could hurt him here. He also didn't want t
Finn watched as the target, Niam, approached with a cold expression. Finn felt a little scared in his heart, but he found himself unable to hide. He had to win the target's heart, so he had to make the target happy. Hiding from the target would only make the target unhappy. Finn didn't want to
Niam watched as the little beauty walked out of the music room, and he felt like he'd lost his mind. The door opened, revealing the blonde-haired student, who had a large grin on his face when he saw Niam. Niam ran his fingers through his hair and stretched his hand forth. The blonde-haired stud







