Chapter 6

Lindsay, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within Evan, moved through the class with a calm assurance, her eyes occasionally avoiding his as their gazes met. Evan was left bewildered, unsure of what to make of her behavior. Had she truly forgotten the events of the previous night, or was she simply choosing to ignore them?

As the class drew to a close, Evan found himself restless, his mind consumed by thoughts of Lindsay. When the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, Lindsay gathered her belongings, dusting off her hands before speaking in a clear, authoritative voice, “Alright, that’s all for today’s class. Everyone, please review the material we covered. There will be a test next week.” With that, she walked out of the room, leaving the students to file out behind her.

Evan stood up, his eyes fixed on Lindsay’s retreating form, a sudden urge to catch up to her and unravel the mystery surrounding her behavior. However, his plans were foiled when a figure suddenly materialized in front of him – Noh Min, a classmate with a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Hey, Evan, I need your help,” Noh Min said, his voice low and conspiratorial. “Next week is Alison’s birthday, and I want to surprise her with something special. What do you think she’d like?”

Evan’s mind was still reeling from the events of the previous night, and his thoughts were consumed by Lindsay. He found it difficult to muster the enthusiasm to help Noh Min with his plans. After a moment’s consideration, he offered a suggestion, “Girls like romance, so maybe you could plan something more ... sentimental. That way, the success rate will be higher.”

As Evan spoke, his eyes strayed back to the door, his gaze lingering on the spot where Lindsay had disappeared. He couldn’t shake the feeling that their encounter was far from over, that the threads of fate were slowly weaving themselves into a complex tapestry, one that would soon entangle them both in a web of desire and deception.

It was a typical afternoon at Evan’s school, with students and teachers alike rushing to finish their work before the day drew to a close. Evan, still reeling from his encounter with Noh Min, walked out of the classroom, but his eyes scanned the hallway frantically, searching for a glimpse of Lindsay. However, she was nowhere to be found, and Evan didn’t dare to venture into her office to ask more questions, so he reluctantly returned to the classroom, feeling helpless.

As the clock struck noon, Evan made his way home for lunch, but he found himself unable to shake off the restlessness that had been building up inside him. He couldn’t fall asleep in bed, and the silence of his room only seemed to amplify his anxiety. Without hesitation, he got up and left his house, making his way back to the school, which was now eerily deserted. Most of the students and teachers had gone home for the day, leaving Evan to his own devices.

However, Evan knew that Lindsay often took a siesta in her office during the afternoons, and he found himself drawn to the idea of seeking her out. He made his way to the second floor of the office building, his footsteps echoing off the empty corridors. As he approached Lindsay’s office, he tiptoed to the door, his ears straining to pick up any sound from within. But there was only silence.

Evan hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, but his desire for Lindsay proved too great to resist. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, his knuckles rapping out a staccato beat. The door creaked open, and Lindsay’s surprised face appeared in the doorway.

“Evan, what are you doing here?” Lindsay’s voice was tinged with a mixture of surprise and annoyance, but Evan’s eyes were fixed on her, drinking in the sight of her. He could smell the sweet, mature scent of her perfume, and his senses were overwhelmed.

“Mrs. Lindsay, I missed you,” Evan said, his voice barely above a whisper, but it was enough to send a shiver down Lindsay’s spine. She quickly glanced around the corridor, her eyes scanning the empty space for any sign of prying eyes. Satisfied that they were alone, she pulled Evan into the office and closed the door behind him.

“What nonsense are you talking about, Evan?” Lindsay’s voice was stern, but her eyes betrayed a hint of amusement. Evan’s gaze fell on her chest, where a small water stain had left its mark on her T-shirt. The fabric was translucent, and he could see the outline of her red bra and the plump, towering breasts beneath. He felt a jolt of excitement, and before he knew it, he was reaching out to touch her, his fingers tracing the curves of her body.

“Evan, what are you doing?” Lindsay’s voice was laced with a mixture of surprise and alarm, but Evan was beyond reason. He stroked her cool, smooth skin, his fingers dancing across her chest, and suddenly, he was overcome with desire. He pulled Lindsay into his arms, his lips crashing down on hers in a fierce, passionate kiss.