"Hey!" A friendly voice broke through his thoughts.
A guy about his age jogged up, wearing a bright orientation team shirt and a smile. "I'm Mark. I am part of the freshman helping team. What department are you in?"
"I'm in a few departments. I'm in the computer science department and the medicine department."
He'd chosen these two degrees carefully.
The combination would prove useful for his long-term plans.
Mark's jaw literally dropped, his clipboard lowering. "Are you joking?"
Noah fixed him with a level stare, expression neutral. "Why would I joke with you when I just met you?"
The question hung in the air, neither accusatory nor defensive, just matter-of-fact. This was the approach that unsettled people most—the complete absence of the need to impress.
Mark scratched the back of his head, suddenly self-conscious. "You're right. My bad. It's just that these are one of the two hardest degrees and you're doing both of them simultaneously, it's very impressive."
