Living Next Door to the Cool and Distant Teacher

[Full story subscription costs only 0.6 yuan] [Tanned, athletic, puppy-like gong x pale, aloof, handsome, sickly piano teacher shou]

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The last days of August, in the height of summer.

"Xiao Yu, this is the auditorium where our school will hold its arts festival."

Yu Chen, an assistant lecturer at the music college, followed Principal Zhang into the auditorium of Yangcheng No. 1 High School.

The auditorium was stiflingly hot, the air hard to breathe. The frail young man’s chest heaved, and he covered his mouth to cough softly.

"Today is the last day of summer vacation. The students won't be back until tomorrow. The arts festival is at the end of September, so we only have a month. We'll have to trouble you to put in the effort, Teacher Yu..." Principal Zhang calmly explained the school's situation.

Only a few ceiling lights were on in the auditorium, leaving it dim.

Suddenly, the sound of something heavy hitting the floor came from behind the stage.

The young man's thick lashes fluttered, and he abruptly raised his eyes.

This was Yu Chen and Gu Zixuan's first meeting.

The boy wore a white T-shirt and gray shorts. The fabric over his chest was nearly soaked through with sweat, outlining his firm muscles.

"Sorry, Principal. I'm here to find something." He gave Principal Zhang a slight, apologetic bow, then turned his gaze to Yu Chen.

The boy smiled at him, revealing a pair of bright, pearly little fangs.

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"Teacher, I like you."

In a dim, cramped corridor, Gu Zixuan raised an arm to block the young man as he headed for the door next door, cornering him against the wall.

"Gu Zixuan, I'm your teacher." The young man's breathing grew uneven, and a flush of anger rose on his pale face.

The boy had a whole string of faulty arguments ready. "You're only here on loan from the music college. You can't count as my teacher. And we're not at school now."

Yu Chen's expression darkened as he glared at the unruly boy in front of him. "You just called me teacher."

"Oh, so it was my mistake." Gu Zixuan curled his lips in amusement and leaned closer, breathing in the faint scent of medicine around the young man. He deliberately brushed against the man's fair earlobe. "Then I won't call you teacher. What should I call you...? Chenchen? How about I call you Chenchen?"

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Gong POV, school setting, both are virgins, younger gong.

The gong took a year off school after an injury and is already an adult.

The shou is a teacher brought in to help with rehearsals. He never taught the gong, so they aren't really teacher and student.

The shou has asthma.

A short story, fully written in advance.

2025.1.10

[Two upcoming stories]

1. "Masterful Moves from a Hopeless Romantic". Gong POV.

[Unhinged, charming, dissolute genius sculptor gong x aloof, restrained university professor shou]

Qi Wang, a fluid sculpture prodigy who'd always publicly declared himself against marriage, got married in a flash.

At just 24, he won the highest honor at the world-renowned Muse Creative World Awards. Qi Wang was a genius of sculpture, and a living legend in fluid sculpture.

The sculptures he created had naturally elegant curves, yet none were as beautiful as his heavenly handsome face.

After effortlessly securing a collaboration with a famous overseas supercar brand, Qi Wang became one of the hottest names in City A.

So many men and women were in love with him that not even several public squares could hold them all. His eyes always carried a seductive smile, as if he were flirting with everyone, yet he remained unmoved and turned down every man and woman who tried to date him.

The day before, he'd clarified on social media that he and a certain top-tier star were not dating, and declared that he was against marriage. The very next day, Qi Wang posted on his account, showing off a freshly issued marriage certificate.

The post was captioned "Masterful Moves from a Hopeless Romantic" and included two photos. One was a wedding photo of him and another young man, with today's date printed on it. The young man was just as handsome, but unlike Qi Wang, he had a cold, unapproachable air.

The other photo was a screenshot of their chat history. The date showed it was from yesterday, when the other person had sent him a friend request.

[Y: Add me back?]

[You are now friends]

[Qi Wang Doesn't Sleep: Okay]

[Y: Still single?]

[Qi Wang Doesn't Sleep: ?]

[Y: Marry me. Pick a time.]

[Qi Wang Doesn't Sleep: Okay]

[Qi Wang Doesn't Sleep: I'll be downstairs at your place tomorrow morning.]

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2. "Absolute Submission [Sentinel and Guide]". Shou POV, already being written.

[Overpowered, aloof, periodically memory-wiped dark sentinel gong who makes an exception only for the shou x initially naive, fast-leveling, brilliant, 5S guide shou who becomes a powerful, universally adored figure]

Thirteen alarms sounded in succession. An unprecedented crisis suddenly emerged in the world.

Ji Baishi had only just reached adulthood and undergone differentiation when he was sent to the battlefield. At first, everyone thought he was just cannon fodder.

Only later did people discover that Ji Baishi was the Federation's strongest guide. He possessed powerful mental control that ordinary guides could never hope to match, and was the only 5S guide remaining in the Tower.

His unfathomable mental control allowed him to calmly guide ten sentinels at once, directing each to attack their enemies with precision, and control an area a kilometer in every direction. It could also let him manipulate knives and carve delicate, beautiful flowers into tofu so soft it was difficult to work with.

He was the most remarkable guide in the Federation's history. No guide, or even sentinel, could be mentioned in the same breath as him.

During a certain special mission, Ji Baishi was summoned to the top of the Tower, where he met a sentinel he couldn't control with his mental powers in a short amount of time.

He was a dark sentinel.

A legendary figure in the Federation.

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PS: My author page has all sorts of other upcoming stories. I'll publish them one by one! Little angels, come take a look!

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