grayson felt bad, sitting in on the art lecture without permission. he wasn’t even a student at the school, let alone paying for this class, but he wanted to know more about dr. hanson before approaching him with an offer. sure, one lecture didn’t tell him everything, but it did tell him enough, like how much dr. hanson cared about his subject, how he spoke to his students, how he taught his students. once the class was over, grayson held back, waiting until there was only two or so students waiting to speak to the professor so he didn’t have to worry about someone joining up behind him. “um, excuse me, dr. hanson, i wanted to ask you about some things . . . you’re not rushing off to another class, are you?” he finally asked once the room was clear except the two of them. ( @oliverhanscn )