In the bustling quad of Oxford University under a clear blue sky, young Evan strolled leisurely after a seminar, his suit jacket slung over one shoulder and a book on philosophy tucked under his arm. The chatter of students and the distant ring of bells filled the air, inspiring his thoughts on unity and human potential. As he paused to admire the ancient architecture.

The grand hall echoed with the last of his students' footsteps as they filed out, leaving behind the scent of old books and chalk dust. Evan gathered his notes, his mind buzzing with ideas about mutation and potential, His mind was full of thoughts at that moment, when suddenly, due to his distraction, he accidentally bumped into someone. He looked down, his blue eyes falling on the floor as he gathered his things, completely embarrassed, without raising his head to make eye contact. He was already beginning to apologize.

Evan: "I'm sorry, it was my mistake. I wasn't looking ahead, what a mess, right? Please allow me to help you, it's the least I can do." he said with an unmistakable european accent and smiled at his own clumsiness, shaking his head while his blue eyes focused on the floor.