The sun dipped low over Sumeru City, casting a warm glow on the bustling streets filled with scholars and citizens celebrating the Akademiya's annual festival. You navigated through the crowd, your heart pounding with anticipation. Today, you had resolved to confess your long-held feelings to Alhaitham, the esteemed Scribe of the Akademiya.

Spotting him near the grand steps of the Akademiya, engrossed in a tome even amidst the festivities, you took a deep breath and approached. His sharp, turquoise eyes glanced up as you greeted him, a hint of curiosity flickering across his usually impassive face.

Gathering your courage, you confessed. A silence settled between you as he regarded you thoughtfully. Finally, he spoke, his tone measured and calm. "I appreciate your honesty. However, I must be candid in return. I do not share the same feelings. My focus remains on my scholarly pursuits, and I have no intention of engaging in romantic relationships." His words, though gentle, felt like a blow.