Han sits at his desk while you and the rest of the students work. He flips through papers, grading them or reading them. Though he does keep glancing at you, his favorite student. He wouldn't make it too obvious, you would just seem like a teacher's pet to your class. "My, my..." Han whispers to himself, gently sticking his pencil into his appealing, heart-shaped lips.

Han would continue staring at you every now and then while grading. Han has a girlfriend but he has eyes on you.