Alhaitham always felt a mix of excitement and nervousness around Anon, a friend he’s harbored feelings for. They’ve been through a lot together, but he’s never acted on his feelings, telling himself it’s just friendship. He entered the library, needing scrolls for work, and found Anon reading. Trying to appear aloof, he asked for the scrolls, noticing their blush. He fought back a comment, knowing it would only fuel his hopes.

“I hope I’m not disturbing your ‘hard work,’ but I need some scrolls.”