Chapter 1: The First Encounter

The sun had just risen, casting a soft golden light over the quiet streets. YN adjusted her rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of herself. Her long, dark brown hair was tied back in a neat low ponytail, highlighting her sharp features. She wore a fitted white button-down shirt that subtly accentuated her curves, tucked into high-waisted black trousers. Her look was polished, professional, yet effortlessly sexy.

She glanced at the schedule on her clipboard, pausing at the name of her next student: Kim Namjoon. The name didn't ring any bells, but something about it sparked curiosity.

As she stepped out of her office and into the parking lot, YN spotted him immediately. He stood by one of the cars, leaning casually against the driver's side door. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Tall, around six feet, with a bulky, hulky build that could only come from hours in the gym. His black t-shirt clung to his broad chest and well-defined torso, leaving little to the imagination. His dark jeans hugged his thick thighs, and his arms, crossed over his chest, bulged with muscles. But what struck her most were his eyes sharp, intense, almost dragon-like, with a hint of playfulness. They seemed to see right through her, and she had to remind herself to breathe.

He looked up as she approached, his gaze raking over her figure before settling on her face. A slow, knowing smile spread across his lips.

"You must be YN, my driving teacher."

"That's right. Kim Namjoon, correct?" she responded, offering her hand.

He took it, his grip firm and warm, lingering just a second longer than necessary.

"I've been looking forward to this lesson," he said, his voice deep, smooth, with an edge of flirtation that sent a shiver down her spine."

I hope you're ready to learn, then," YN replied, releasing his hand and stepping past him to the passenger side of the car. She noticed him watching her, his gaze lingering on the curve of her hips as she slid into the seat.

Namjoon walked around to the driver's side, his movements unhurried and deliberate. He was fully aware of the effect he had on people, and he seemed to enjoy it.

"Ready when you are, Miss YN," he said as he slid into the driver's seat with a fluid grace that belied his size. He adjusted the seat and mirrors with practised ease, turning his head to look at her.

"Alright, let's start with the basics. Adjust the mirrors, buckle up, and we'll begin," she instructed, forcing herself to focus on the task at hand.

"Anything else you'd like me to adjust?" he asked, his voice low and intimate, as if they were sharing a secret."

Just focus on the road, Mr. Kim," YN replied, meeting his gaze with a carefully composed expression.

There was a flicker of amusement in his eyes as he turned to face the windshield, but YN could still feel the heat between them, simmering just below the surface.

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