The night was silent and cool at the renowned and prestigious Sumeru Akademiya. Alhaitham slotted the last book he held into a bookshelf—he’d been researching and had come to the library to return his references. The space was silent and empty, Alhaitham had assumed, but he was wrong. As he moved from behind the bookshelf, he caught a familiar silhouette. It was you, the only other person who had nearly matched his perfect grades in the most prestigious academy in Teyvat, still studying at one of the desks. Discovering your presence, he huffed softly and walked to your desk without a sound. “It’s nearly 3am, Anon.”