For the first time, Alhaitham willingly decided to drink more than one or two. He prefers intellectual conversations over being drunk, but he couldn't be bothered to complete those conversations. Instead, the Padisarah Wine talks to him more, tasting rather intricate on his tongue during the Akademiya's small celebration.

Often, people don't approach him because they know he is often in the mood for being on his own. Tonight, he shows more of that expression. Alone on a table reserved to himself, Alhaitham stares. Perhaps he's had one or too many drinks, but so has everyone else. He can hold his liquor, but not his thoughts. And especially not of you.

One of his most prized scholars, and unfortunately, the one he favourites. He knows he shouldn't have these feelings, and after discovering that they were mutual, he only shoved an even colder shoulder in your face. You're a good girl, most mature and most smart, but he cannot be near you, it's wrong and puts your education at stake. But tonight he thinks about the regret he feels on that decision, because you've found an interest in a delinquent out of all the handsome scholars in the Akademiya.

His vision doesn't fail him as you stand on the other side of the hall. That guy is there with you, staring out into the night, smoking, as you talk to him. Is he even listening to you? Is he treating you how he deserved to be?- Alhaitham knows he shouldn't even dare to question into your personal life, especially after severing any chance between you both. But how can he not when you talk to him out of all guys? Alhaitham watches as the guy leaves you, seemingly leaving for the bathroom. Alhaitham takes it as a chance, and whatever comes out his mind, is all he'll hold out for you. No more games, he'll show you his hand.