CHAPTER 1: The Lecture Begins

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INT. MAHIDOL UNIVERSITY - LECTURE HALL - DAY

Sunlight bleeds through tall arched windows, painting dust motes gold as they dance in the air. Rows of empty seats gleam under the polished wood. JOONG ARCHEN AYDIN , impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, stands before a massive projection screen. His fingers fly across a tablet, a complex algorithm blooming across the display. He nods, a faint smile touching his lips.

A chime echoes through the silent hall. Joong glances at his watch, "Showtime" Joong murmured to himself.

The double doors at the back burst open. A torrent of students floods in, a cacophony of chatter and shuffling feet. They fill the seats quickly, a sea of eager faces. Joong watches them, his gaze sweeping over the room. He sees the nervous first-years, the confident seniors, the ones already half-asleep.

His eyes snag on a figure near the back, his hair artfully disheveled, a designer backpack slung carelessly over one shoulder. His eyes, dark and sharp, scan the room with an almost bored disdain before settling on Joong. A flicker of something, challenge perhaps, ignites in their depths.

Joong clears his throat. The chatter dies down, replaced by a ripple of anticipation.

"Good morning, first-years. Welcome to Mahidol University University. My name is Professor Archen Aydin. I will be your lecturer for Advanced Quantum Physics." Joong introduced himself in front of the students.

A low murmur spreads through the hall. Whispers of "Professor Aydin" and "he's so young" float to the front. Joong ignores them.

"I understand some of you may find this subject daunting. Rest assured, I expect nothing less than your absolute best. Anything less is a waste of your time, and more importantly, mine." As he continued his introduction to the students.

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in. His gaze finds the same student who caught his attention again. As the student leans back in his chair, a corner of his mouth twitching upwards.

"My office hours are posted on the syllabus. My email is for emergencies only. Do not ask me questions you can find in the textbook. Do not ask me to repeat myself. And above all, do not waste my time." Joong said with a cold expression on his face.

A girl in the front row gulps. Dunk, however, meets Joong's stare head-on, an unreadable expression on his face.

"Let's begin" Joong said and ready to start his first day lectures.

He taps his tablet. The algorithm on the screen morphs into a complex diagram of subatomic particles. Joong launches into his lecture, his voice clear and precise. He moves with an easy confidence, his passion for the subject evident in every gesture.

An hour later, the lecture concludes. Students pack their bags, some already deep in discussion, others looking overwhelmed. Dunk remains seated, unmoving.

Joong gathers his notes, a faint hum escaping his lips. He glances at Dunk and asked "Something I can help you with, Mr. Boonprasert?"

Dunk pushes off his chair, his movements fluid. He walks down the aisle, his eyes never leaving Joong
"You're... young"

Joong raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes "And you're observant. Is there a question in there somewhere?"

Dunk replied to Joong with a hint of surprise "I just expected someone older. Someone with... more wrinkles"

Joong chuckles, a low, rich sound "I assure you, my age does not diminish my qualifications. Or my ability to teach"

Dunk remained surprise about Joong's appearance "We'll see about that. Quantum physics isn't exactly a walk in the park"

"It isn't. But I expect you to keep up" Joong said with a straight face, "I always do" Dunk's gaze holds Joong's, a silent challenge passing between them. Joong feels a strange pull, a spark of something he can't quite name.

"Good. I look forward to seeing your brilliance, Mr. Boonprasert" Joong said as he really is looking forward to see his students brilliance.

"You will, Professor. You definitely will" Dunk replied with confidence and turns, his backpack swaying, and exits the hall without another word. Joong watches him go, a contemplative frown creasing his brow.

As the class completed Joong went to his private office room as he is one of the top professor in the University.

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Finally.... it's my second story and my most favourite genre professor to love love story with my favourite JoongDunk 🥑🌻

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