JC Medical Research Institute.
Cafeteria.
"Hey, Morgan, you're back."
"Sheldon, did you have a successful matchmaking session when you went home?"
"What? Sheldon went home for matchmaking?"
"Does Sheldon even need matchmaking?"
"What matchmaking? Morgan just went back to his hometown. Plus, he's only 18, what kind of matchmaking?"
"No rush, what's the hurry? This age is the time for learning and growing. Don't try to set Morgan Sheldon up with someone—Mr. Nelson would have an issue with that!"
...
Morgan Sheldon was playfully teased all the way along, smiling and responding to a few remarks.
When he sat down with a plate of food, the senior students eating at the same table abruptly stopped chatting and quietly glanced at him.
These seniors, who spend extended periods immersed in their field, hardly hide their emotions, and their faces clearly expressed: Don't let Sheldon know; how to keep it from him...
