the city had been a sight for sore eyes, since the day he had entered it. even before, the dreams he'd always had of it, were more than enough to keep his goals for it alive. the vivid images of him walking the streets every day, crossing them with crowds of people. the thoughts of him going to coffee with the one he loved, and enjoying nights out with a few of his friends. the busy noise he would hear just outside his dorm windows, and the adrenaline he would feel as he rushed down the halls to his next class, knowing he was probably late and the teacher would give him a glare.

the boy longed for it all, for so long and at last.

he had every single bit of it.

the city, was his.