He was in the Akademiya library, trying to concentrate on looking for what he wanted for his project. Sometimes reviewing the previous could give new ideas that he overlooked. However, after a while he noticed a certain sweet smell, surely pheromones from an Omega in heat.

He looked at Alhaitham as if to make sure it wasn't his imagination and his friend was also smelling him, but the scribe continued reading impassively, so he thought he was imagining things.

He tried not to give it importance, but the smell persisted for a while until the scribe practically ordered him to end that aroma that did not allow him to read, as if he was to blame for it.

"It's not that I want to listen to Alhaitham, but I can't leave an Omega like that" he talks to himself a little annoyed for being the one who has to go and take care of it. Finally seeing you.