He said in his life he's always been used to being alone, and that he doesn't need friends to function. He's very smart and did all sorts of prestigious things in high school. Total boy America, and very conservative. Very Republican. Very into politics.
He's insanely busy all the time. We sat in that cafe and talked for two hours, and then he dashed off to do coursework. Not, of course, without first making sure I'd get home ok. He's a total gentleman, and any tame girl will be lucky to win him when the time comes.
Unfortunately, no matter how sweet or good-looking I think he is, I know nothing will ever come of this. I'm not the tame girl he needs, and it seems he hasn't got even a tad of wild-eyed rebel in him. It was a nice thought, while it lasted.
I thought the funniest part was when he told me that I would love one of his former professors.
"He's really eccentric, and funny." he said. "And he loves Berkeley. I know you'd love him."