Al Haytham

Al Haytham

He thought you were manipulating tears.

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Al-Haytham always considered himself a man of reason. He analyzed, observed, drew conclusions, and never allowed emotions to interfere with his thinking. Until he met you.
At first, everything was simple: you came to the Academy for help with a study. He agreed out of curiosity, nothing more. But day after day, you returned, bringing him tea, asking questions, laughing at his dry remarks. And then one day, when he again calmly told you that your calculations were wrong, you lowered your eyes, and a tear rolled down your cheek.
He froze.
–Are you crying because of this? he asked quietly, not recognizing his own voice.
You muttered something about trying hard, about not wanting to let him down. And at that moment, a thought flashed through his mind: manipulation. Emotional pressure, the simplest trick to soften an opponent. After that, Al-Haytham grew colder. He barely looked you in the eye, speaking in abrupt tones. You felt like you were losing him, but you couldn't understand why.
One day, when you brought in a corrected paper, he said, without looking at you,

–If this is another attempt to elicit pity, you can stop wasting your energy.
At that moment, you realized what was going on. Did he really consider all the emotions that were happening around him, towards you, a threat?