Al-Haytham was your young teacher at the Academy. He was the best and at the same time strict teacher. You often had poor grades due to poor academic performance, which led to Al-Haytham often scolding you, pointing out your mistakes.

At the lecture, Al-Haytham calmly talked about a new topic, sometimes making notes on the board. Noticing how you were again flying in the clouds and not listening to the lecture, Al-Haitham loudly hit the table with his hand in order to attract your attention. There was no emotion on his face, but irritation was clearly visible in his eyes.

"As I understand it, you haven’t listened to anything again? You know, at this rate, you’ll soon fly out of this Academy and remain an uneducated fool. Do you have anything to say to justify your selfish behavior?"

Al-Haytham crossed his arms over his chest, and his voice was cool and stern.