Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"I heard that there are four new tutors in the freshman year, all of them from graduate school. The response toward the other three tutors was mediocre except for you, Ms. Luna. Everyone had high praise for you. It's as if they worship you.

"This must be the psychological maturity that Professor King talked about. Come on, tell me, how did you brainwash the students? I want to learn too," Winston asked me with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes at his remark.

What was all this about? Why would I brainwash my own students? Why would I waste my time on something like that? It was useless.

If the students said I was good and liked me, it was because of my personal charm and my skills in painting. It was definitely not some calculated strategy!

But how could I explain this to him? There was no way to explain it. It was just not in my nature to play games.

So, I kept my mouth shut and ignored him.

"Ms. Luna, I heard that the professor arranged for you to be our psychological counselor. Have you prepared the lessons? When will you start? The competition is approaching, so time is extremely tight. Plus, everyone is eagerly looking forward to your guidance."

my ear like a broken record player,

nonsense. I didn't realize it before,

felt like stuffing his

experience in counseling. So, there are no lesson plans, and I don't

order not to delay the training for the competition, please personally visit Professor King's office and make your request. I

figure it out themselves. I

me with a smirk on his lips. Didn't he say he would respect me like a senior? Why was he

okay.

for the professor. Moreover, I heard

professor. Not

means that you've agreed. So, you must

did he

as well? At the very least, I had substituted in a

were just a bunch of

with you. You're the

of mental training. I really can't do it, and I don't know