~~chapter 19~~

As everyone gathered for breakfast, Y/N felt the familiar rhythm of family life surrounding her. The laughter, the clinking of dishes, and the warmth of togetherness enveloped her like a comforting blanket. Jungkook was seated beside Anya, happily chatting, while Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude for these moments.

However, just as Jungkook was about to ask Y/N something, her phone rang, breaking the serenity of the morning. She glanced at the caller ID, her stomach twisting with the truth she couldn't share.

**"I'm sorry, everyone,"** Y/N said, forcing a smile as she answered the call. **"I have to take this. I might be late to the university today due to some paperwork."**

The family nodded, but inside, she was already preparing herself for the hidden truth of her destination: she was heading to the Heaven Clan, not to handle paperwork, but to confront the lingering threats that loomed over their lives.

*At University, in the Classroom*

The atmosphere was tense yet focused as Y/N entered the classroom to begin her lecture, flanked by her usual confidence and authority. She could sense the electric charge in the room; today was a test day, and everyone appeared to be on edge.

As Lisa took her place for supervision, Y/N's gaze swept across the room, landing on the familiar faces. Jimin and Taehyung sat in the second row, while Jungkook and Soo-ah occupied the front. Everything seemed to flow seamlessly until...

Taehyung suddenly shifted in his chair, unease etching itself across his usually calm demeanor. Y/N noticed his discomfort, as though someone was invading his personal space.

The moment heightened as Taehyung's eyes darted to the right, where Irene sat, her hand brushing against his thigh in a manner that was clearly unwelcome. Her heart sank.

**"Irene! Get up and sit in the front row right now!"** Y/N commanded, her voice echoing through the room, laced with cold fury.

Irene froze for a moment, surprise flickering across her face, but quickly masked it with defiance. **"Why, Professor Y/N?"** she retorted, voice laced with disdain.

**"You know exactly what I mean,"** Y/N said, gritting her teeth as anger simmered just below the surface. The power of her position surged through her, but the real struggle was keeping the wrath at bay. The sensation of wanting to burn Irene alive was nearly overwhelming.

But the momentary tension escalated when Irene challenged her. **"Don't mess with me, Professor Y/N. You don't know my dad."**

Y/N’s eyes narrowed, but a sardonic smile crept onto her face. **"Oh really? Why don’t you call your dad now?"** she shot back, her sarcasm cutting through the air like a knife. The students around them widened their eyes, the drama unfolding in a way they could hardly believe.

Taehyung felt the tension shift in the air. He admired Y/N's strength, but his emotions were in turmoil. **"professor Y/N, it’s okay. I’m fine,"** he attempted to interject, wanting to ease the brewing storm.

Y/N’s gaze remained fixed on Irene, aware of the weight of the moment. **"You may think your father's connections matter, but that won’t protect you here. This is a place of learning and respect."**

With the entire classroom now watching, a palpable silence enveloped the room. The tension perched like a taut wire, ready to snap.

**"You think you can control me?"** Irene said, her voice trembling slightly as she fought to maintain her bravado.

**"I don’t want to control you; I want you to understand that your actions have consequences,"** Y/N replied firmly.

Jimin leaned toward Taehyung, nudging him. **"This is intense."**

As Y/N and Irene stared each other down, the air swirled with uncertainty. Y/N could feel the remnants of her ancient powers roiling within her, ready to banish the darkness that surrounded them. In that moment, everyone in the room recognized the fierce protectiveness emanating from their professor, not just for Taehyung but for the values they all held dear.

In that fiery exchange, Y/N's heart raced, knowing that revealing the full extent of her powers was necessary but could invite unwanted scrutiny. As a teacher and a guardian, she had to find a way to walk the fine line between maintaining her authority and protecting her loved ones.

**"I will not tolerate disrespect in my classroom,"** Y/N warned, her tone dropping to a dangerous whisper. **"Now, either you move to the front or I will take further action."**

With every word, she held the room spellbound, challenging Irene to respond but preparing to handle the fallout.

to be continued

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