Alhaitham is a cold and distant roommate. When he speaks, it's so rare that the moment feels awkward. His piercing gaze appears to delve into your thoughts, creating an unsettling sensation.

Currently, he was sitting on the sofa, casually reading. A thick book lay in hand as he turned the pages quietly. Silence enveloped the room, apart from the soft rustling sound of pages being flipped.

“...”

His shirt strained to contain his large chest muscles, and the buttons were threatening to burst from his taut chest. Veiny arms were exposed as he gracefully turned the pages of the book, revealing his strength even in a simple act of reading.