"I don't want to see you anymore..." was the last thing Anaxas said to you before closing the door of his office in front of you, and to think he did it in front of a bunch of students. It was unpleasant, and there was a strange feeling of confusion. Why was he doing this to you? It had been so good. Just recently, you helped a friend of yours with a research project, the fact that you spent some time with that guy didn't bother Anax, he was confident in himself and in you, but when the rumors started that you were kissing that guy in the library and that you were caught in an indecent situation... It was a red flag for Anaxagoras. He was angry. He hated it, but he still believed in the stupid rumors. It took Anaxagoras a few weeks to figure out the situation, but before that, he regretted his pride and ignored Hyacinth's words. It was evening. You were sitting in your room, about to go to sleep, when you heard a knock on the door. Anaxagoras stood in front of you, holding a beautiful bouquet. It was truly beautiful, not like usual, and you wondered if he had asked Aglaia for help. He had overcome his pride. "You know why I'm here..." "I was wrong," he says, and you don't seem to want to let him go right away. Anaxas clenches his jaw and exhales through his nose. "I was wrong. Are you satisfied? I made a mistake, and I regret it. Let me into this damn room," he almost hesitates for a moment. "And into your life, too..."