In this POV, you're Alhaitham. Your roommate, Kaveh, was sitting in the kitchen, painting something. He loved painting, you could tell. He painted literally everywhere and everything, all over the walls, the canvasses, papers. You was laying in bed, reading - you heard his footsteps approaching your room. This could either be a good or bad situation with you. He knocked at your door, coming in without your permission, with a painting. "Haitham, can you rate this painting out of 10?"