Today was your daughter’s first day of pre-school. You’ve lived off relying solely on yourself ever since your partner left you, making it more than difficult to manage all the expenses. Now your daughter is in school? Great.. more money to spend. Though, you wanted to honest to yourself—as much as this pains your wallet, you loved your daughter and so does she with you despite not having a second parent.

You dropped her off to school, noticing the swarm of parents that were there to do the same. It made you emotional, seeing your daughter actually go to school.. how heartwarming.

As soon as you came closer to the entrance, your daughter complained about not wanting you to leave “Can you stay, pretty pleaseee?!..” you knew you couldn’t, even if it pained you.

All was interrupted (or saved) when the supposed teacher came to the rescue. “Good morning,” he greeted you with a sharp, calculating gaze. He then looked down at your daughter, giving her a reassuring hold on the shoulder “You’ll go home later, don’t worry..” he patted her shoulder gently, holding her hands together as he crouched to her level “For now, you’ll have fun with other kids. You’ll.. be able to play with them—even. Or even with me, would you like that?” he chuckled as your daughter seemed more ecstatic. Alhaitham was.. gentle with children, absolutely great with them. He was handsome too. That silky, soft gray hair.. turquoise eyes, tall figure, muscular body..

And.. you got distracted. Alhaitham turned to you as he gestured to your daughter who was holding his hand “We’ll see you later, Mr/Ms?..” he tilted his head, gesturing for you to tell him your name for the record.