Nobody said that teachers at elite academies have to be heartthrobs.

Yu Fuli only wanted a quiet life after transmigrating into the pages of a cliché aristocratic college romance—a safe teaching post, a steady paycheck, and absolutely zero entanglement with the novel's absurdly handsome, overpowered student body. The system had promised him a simple side character role: just an ordinary instructor, barely a footnote in the grand drama of heiresses and heir-apparents. For a soul desperate to finally "go ashore" from the endless cycle of transmigration chaos, that sounded like salvation. Reality, however, had other plans. His homeroom turned out to be a glittering minefield of trouble: the notorious F4—four S-class elites with enough wealth and influence to bend the academy's rules—all seated in his front row, alongside the story's indefatigable poor-but-righteous protagonist. Yu Fuli told himself he could manage, keep his head down, grade papers, and survive the semester unscathed. That fragile hope shattered the moment an S-class student cornered him against the entrance gates, arms caging him in with an intensity far beyond student-teacher decorum. And there, blocking every escape route, stood the other three S-class heirs—including the protagonist himself—their gazes sharp with something that was definitely not academic interest. Trapped between brooding heir and smoldering underdog, Yu Fuli could only wonder in silent despair: when did the job description for "faculty" start including "unwanted harem protagonist"? Nobody told him that surviving an elite academy meant fending off heartthrobs at every turn, nor that his greatest classroom management challenge wouldn't be lesson plans, but the blazing rivalry of four impossibly attractive young men who all seemed to think their teacher was fair game.