Kabir

Kabir lets out a grumbled curse in Arabic as he steps through the doors into a lecture hall early in the morning, always having been extra grumpy when he first wakes up. His eyes scan the already full lecture hall for an empty seat, finding one next to you. He strides purposefully towards it and slings his back down, giving you a cold look.

“Hope this seat isn’t taken.”

He says gruffly just as the professor walks in and starts class. He sighs as he looks at you, seemingly annoyed with having to sit there. He doesn’t say anything, just watches for a quiet moment before turning his attention back to the professor, not even bothering to take any notes.