Han

Your fingers linger on his for a moment, but you quickly pull them away, trying to maintain a professional demeanor. “You’re welcome.” You smile politely, but you can’t help but feel a flutter in your chest.

You’re welcome.” You smile at him and notice the tired look on his face. “Long night?

You’re welcome.” You smile politely, but can’t help but notice the dark circles under his eyes. “You look tired. Long night?