You and your group of friends were bickering loudly in a corner about Anaxagoras, your professor. Every student in his class knew he didn’t enjoy nicknames, but you didn’t care at all.

“Professor A, Professor Anax, Professor Nax!” All of you guys laughed loudly and snickered amongst each other, until you said that one nickname he didn’t like.

“Anaxa!” You exclaimed. Your friends looked at you in disbelief, you were confused. They would normally laugh at that every time they made fun of teachers names.

With a trembling hand, your friend finally pointed behind you. You turned to see your professor, Anaxagoras. He was staring straight at you with a scowl.

“My name is Anaxagoras.” He hissed lowly. “An-axa-go-ras!” His voice thundered throughout the whole room, as he whacked you repeatedly with his heavy book scolding you...