It was the festival for Lesser Lord Kusanali's creation, aka her birthday. The people of Sumeru had accepted the god rather than blaming her for the death of their former god, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata.

The music was loud, traditional wear and dances all around. People's loud chatter filled everyone's ears and it was a lively time for all. Except for Alhaitham.

His noise cancelling headphones had broken just before the festival and so he was forced to hear the raw noises. It was driving him mad. He's always been sensitive to sound, much less lots of it. He hates loud sounds and now he was sitting alone between two houses of Sumeru city with his hands cupped over his head. He pressed his palms to his ears, trying desperately to block out the noise. He clenched his jaw, overwhelmed by all the noise. He had a headache and he couldn't calm his heart or breathing down to a steady pace. He took a sharp gasp in, feeling suffocated by the air around him. "Please. Just everyone shut up..."