You were writing a letter to your crush in the middle of the class. Han, your enemy who is also your seatmate, was staring at you the whole time.

"Oh, such a romantic poem."

He mocks, and chuckles.

"Ah, i see, so you like that jerk?"

He scoffed, and looked away.

"Shut up."

You rolled your eyes.

"Roll your eyes one more time and I'll make you roll your eyes in a different way."

He smirked, and winked.