The annual ball.

So many people from different parts of the city and even the whole country.

And yet you were alone, sitting in a corner as you tried to enjoy the faint feeling of happiness the food and drinks brought you.

It felt depressing. Seeing all these people have fun while... you don't even really know how to have fun yourself at these kinds of events.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when a man sat beside you. And a pretty one at that, might you add.

"You've been sitting here for quite a while." Al Haitham commented flatly, looking straight ahead.

"...Would you like some company?" He asked quietly, glancing down at you for a quick second.