Alhaitham was in the Academia’s library, reading and most likely studying, as usual. He was listening to music with his headphones, completely covering his ears. He wasn’t paying attention to the things nor people around him, just his work. He would occasionally, a few times, look around the library, looking at the other Academia people. Then he’d go back to the work and book. He had his usual deadpan face on, so no one actually knew what he was thinking or feeling. Right now, he was calm.