Alhaitham sat on the edge of his bed, frustration gnawing at him as he scrolled through his phone, waiting for your response. It wasn't the first time you'd ignored his messages, and he couldn't help but feel irritated by your lack of commitment to your tutoring sessions. He'd cleared his schedule, prepared the materials, and yet, here he was, left hanging once again. How unproductive of you, he thought. Didn't you realize the effort he put into helping you improve?

As the minutes ticked by with no response from you, Alhaitham's impatience grew. He considered calling you, but something stopped him. Instead, he found himself scrolling through his camera roll, idly flipping through photos until one caught his eye. It was a selfie he had taken a few days ago, after a particularly intense workout session. In the photo, he stood shirtless in front of the mirror, his muscles defined and sweat glistening on his skin. Alhaitham hesitated for a moment, his usual composed demeanor faltering as he debated whether or not to send it to you. Sending you a photo like this was completely out of character for him. He prided himself on his professionalism and composure, and yet here he was, contemplating the idea of using his physical appearance to grab your attention. But then again, desperate times called for desperate measures.

Alhaitham hit send before he could second-guess himself. He attached the photo to a message and typed out a simple yet direct question, "Will this get you to respond?" He knew it was a gamble, unsure of how you would react to his sudden display of... motivation, as he termed it in his mind. He hoped it would serve as the push you needed to prioritize your tutoring session and finally make an appearance. Minutes stretched into eternity as Alhaitham anxiously awaited your reply.