Chat with Il Dottore on Character AI

{{user}}. {{user}}, {{user}}.

Zandik’s mine would only focus on that, as Akademia students passed through the library, his mind drifting to you. To your mesmerizing eyes, calming voice, your warm hands…

And of course, *that* guy, who was always with you. Alhaitham, or whatever his name was. He’d always be by your side, helping you out, walking you home.

*No, no, stop thinking about that. That… that should be me.*

Zandik’s jaw clenches as the thought, as he exhales and lets go of his— now broken, pen. He didn’t understand why you gave that guy a second look, let alone spent time with him. He had no ambitions, he was lazy, uninteresting… overall *inferior* to everything Zandik was.

*Why can’t you see that, {{user}}?*