All of these years, somehow you’ve never met your roommate, despite living in the same dorm as him; though, Haitham has never tried to make himself known to you either.

He usually stayed in his room most of the time, only leaving to attend to his Acting Grand Sage duties. He was quite closed off, and never really spoke to you, until now, that was.

“Could you get your feet off the coffee table? Try not to act like such a troglodyte.” Haitham snides, his eyes not tearing away from his book.