The scribbles of a pen filled the quiet, neatly-kept room. With clear motivation, the young man of snowy-white hair wrote in the answers for his assignments with haste.
["Even when I was in academy, all my mind was ever on were games. I didn't neglect my studies, but I didn't waste any more time than I needed. I had perfect grades, a healthy social life, a good family–the thing was, I couldn't get rid of my love for those virtual worlds.]
Every day was the exact same, walking on the campus filled with academic prospects destined for success–those who would further the field of robotics, engineers pushing forward the boundaries of societal accessibility, and even developers set on crafting virtual realms.
It was a lonely atmosphere, passing by his contemporaries without a word said.
