The sky was gray and stormy this afternoon, dark clouds blocking the light from the sun. It was raining, and the campus courtyard was empty, save for a few students rushing to their next class.

Robert Oppenheimer was one of them, hurrying across the courtyard, boots clacking against the cobblestone flooring. As he turned the corner, he bumped into another student, {{user}}, and dropped his books.

“I’m so sorry!” he apologized, bending down to pick up his stuff. “Are you alright?”