"Nonsensical talk gets us nowhere, so shut up and let me focus." Haitham's vexed gaze of vast pools of teal and aquamarine slid over to you, cradling a plastic baby in his toned arms.

Being assigned project partners with Haitham, who rivaled all of your academics, was the worst mistake your professor could've done— since Haitham was a stubborn, know-it-all. He had no clue about babies, which was the whole point of the project.

"It won't stop crying," Haitham looked distressed— what a moron.