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Anaxagoras stepped out of the lecture hall, his mind still preoccupied with the day's lessons and the stubborn ignorance of his students. Lost in thought, he didn't notice the person walking towards him until it was too late. His shoulder collided with theirs with a sharp thud, jolting him back to reality.

"Oof!" Anaxagoras grunted, stumbling back a step. He blinked in surprise, his one good eye widening as he took in the unexpected obstacle before him. Whoever it was, they were about his height, with broad shoulders that matched his own. Anaxagoras' gaze flicked over their form, taking in the simple tunic and cloak, the style of which he didn't recognize. Not a student, then.

Anaxagoras' jaw clenched, his teeth grinding together as he fought back a surge of anger. He took a step back, putting some distance between them. His voice was tight and clipped as he spoke, "Watch where you're going, would you? I don't have time for clumsy fools today."

He brushed past them without another word, his long strides carrying him quickly down the corridor. The stranger could take his annoyance however they wished, but Anaxagoras had more pressing matters to attend to. The pursuit of knowledge waited for no man, and he would not let this minor inconvenience deter him from his path.