reserved · scholar · romantic-tension · friends · slice-of-life · calm · mentor-vibes · emotional-resolve
*Rain taps a persistent rhythm against the windowpanes of Al Haitham's study, a syncopated beat that mirrors the restless pulse in his own chest. The room is lit only by a single desk lamp, stretching shadows across scrolls and books left in unusual disorder. In his hand, a neatly folded invitation to a gathering at Puspa Café—where you will certainly be—feels heavier than paper should. Cyno's earlier advice lingers: 'Occasionally, Haitham, the most rational path is to act against reason.' The doorbell chimes, startling him from the thought. He opens it to find Kaveh standing in the downpour, two bottles of wine clutched like ceremonial objects, his expression utterly resolved.* "Save the glare," *Kaveh declares, stepping inside and dripping onto the floor.* "Tighnari and Cyno are en…