He chuckled a little before coming over and settling his bulk into the seat next to mine with a slight grunt. “No regrets, eh?”
I hesitated slightly before answering. My high school years hadn’t been miserable, but it was at MIT where I truly came alive, in the company of people like myself. People who either rarely spoke because their minds were working furiously instead, or people who spoke too much and too fast because what was in their minds spilled over their lips. MIT was a colony of geniuses and lunatics, and I’d finally found myself blossoming in their company. “I’ll miss the campus life…and being here to get ready for official graduation. But no, no regrets.”
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