Most people thought Karim was weird.

They didn’t say it out loud—not usually—but it showed in the way they stared a second too long when his face did… whatever it was doing.

Right now, for example, he was standing by the window, listening to someone talk.

His expression? Slight squint. One eyebrow higher than the other. Lips pulled tight like he bit into something sour.

“…That makes no sense.”

The person in front of him kept talking anyway, completely missing it.

Karim sighed—quiet, but visible in the way his shoulders dropped.

Then his face shifted again. A quick glance to the side. Eyes slightly wider. Jaw loosening just a bit.

“…Help.”

He didn’t say it.

He didn’t have to.