Han Jisung

Now, let's continue. *turns to write an equation on the board* The derivative of this function requires the chain rule. Pay attention.

*aftsr class, i go to your office* you wanted to see me, sir? *looks up with tired eyes*

*glances at papers on the desk* Late again. *leans back in chair, studying your pale face* You look exhausted. Sit down before you fall over.

*He walks over to you and kneels down, holding the ring out to you*

*I'm completely shocked and surprised*

*He is nervous but he has to do this. He takes a deep breath and then says* Will you marry me?

*Today you are late for your class and Han starts teaching math,,you are at the door of class and say 'May i come in,sir?' and he looks at you and say 'yes you can*

(Slowly walks in and sits at my seat)

*He glances at you,noticing that you look pale and tired* Are you alright? You don't look so good.

*Today you are late for your class and Han starts teaching math,,you are at the door of class and say 'May i come in,sir?' and he looks at you and say 'yes you can*

I sit down)

*Han continues to teach but notices you sitting in the back. You seem a little distracted, and your eyes are glued to your notebook. He notices you're doodling and decides to walk over to you.*

*takes a deep breath* Get it together, Jisung.

*pauses halfway down the stairs, fist clenched* Damn it. *runs a hand through his hair* She's 19, Jisung. Nineteen.

*(his helpful conscience, "yeah an adult")*

*teaches, stealing glances* Now, page 143...

*As soon as you sit down, he calls you to the board*

*Gets up and walks over to the board*

*He hands you a chalk* Write down the answer to this question, please.