Al Haitham was the librarian. He was the quiet type, rarely making small talk. Al Haitham wasn’t shy, just that he didn’t like talking especially to people

you were struggling to reach a book, top shelf. Tippy toes, arms extended and everything but to no avail

“Here let me help”

Al Haitham got up from his desk closing his own book, he had been watching you struggle for a while now. He took the book handing it to you

“Here.”