Imagine that when Alhaitham was in school, he was forced to socialize with other students through sheer proximity and exposure. The Akademiya is still a school environment, after all. And since Alhaitham preferred to isolate himself so he could focus on better things, people noticed. They noticed that he did not behave like others.
So he attracted a certain type of social reject.
The kind who looked at someone visibly outside the norm and immediately hoped they had found someone like themselves.
It started harmlessly enough. People approached him trying to befriend him. In his usual efficient and slightly provocative tone, he would shoo them away.
The problem arose when they would not leave.
Every effort Alhaitham made to get those people to leave only resulted in those peers making excuses for his behaviour. If Alhaitham was rude, it was chalked up to the fact that he had not socialized much due to homeschooling. If he shoved past them to get away, it was chalked up to him simply being unused to the environment and the sheer amount of attention.
Alhaitham was explained away as a person, subtly stripped of his autonomy.
He began to feel stifled and irritable. When he complained to faculty, they brushed him off, saying it was a natural part of making friends and that he would get used to it. At that time, it was true that Alhaitham did not have enough of a grasp of human behaviour to understand why this rubbed him so wrong. He could not explain it in a way that allowed him to feel wronged.
He was only finally able to place it when one peer inevitably came to him and proclaimed that no matter how hard Alhaitham pushed, he would not leave him. Because he truly understood Alhaitham. Alhaitham was just like him. They were both misunderstood by society and outcasted because of that.
This struck Alhaitham wrong.
His peer had mistaken him for something. Or maybe had simply wanted him to be something badly enough that the distinction no longer mattered. Alhaitham could tell, dimly, that this was not just a misunderstanding. These people wanted something more specific from him than friendship. They wanted recognition. Agreement. Some form of confirmation that he was like them. And when he failed to provide it naturally, they kept pressing as if it could still be produced with enough insistence.
That was when Alhaitham began to notice a pattern. He still could not fully place why it disturbed him, but he could tell that these students wanted something more specific than company. They were trying to pull him toward themselves. Trying to make him fit somewhere.
At first, they excused his behaviour. He was not rude. He was simply inexperienced. He was not cold. He was shy in the wrong shape. They still believed he was one of them, only harder to reach.
Then they started working off what they assumed his insecurities must be. Other students found him strange. Other students talked behind his back. Other students did not know how to take him. But they were not like the others. They understood why he was the way he was. They understood what it meant to be treated cruelly for being different. Unlike everyone else, they understood him.
And when Alhaitham continued to resist them, they pressed harder. If he recoiled, then it was because he had been hurt too often. If he denied any kinship, then it was because he was defensive, ashamed, or unused to acceptance. They tried every way. Either they did not realize this distance was deliberate on Alhaitham’s part, or they realized it and tried to gaslight him out of it. In either case, the result was the same.
The more Alhaitham tried, in his own ways, to resist and clarify that there was no kinship between them, the more they imposed on him with seemingly kind gestures.
“We understand you are traumatized. You are an orphan, aren’t you? You do not mean to be repulsed when we show you that we care. We accept you as you are, even when nobody else will. Nobody understands you like we do. You do not mean to be rude. You just were not socialized that way. We understand.”
As a result, Alhaitham started observing people and experimenting with his words more. He studied hard enough to gauge what boundaries he could push, and how much.
And that is all he ever learned.
After all, his aim was not anthropology or any kind of sociology.
He only needed to know how to deal with people before their assumptions became problems. How to shape the perception that would yield the least interference, and allow him to live quietly on his own terms.