He touched his glasses. "I've got a few of them, but mostly I'm going to focus on medical school." It was a good distance away from most of them, he decided, and probably a poor reason for going. But it made him comfortable in his skin. People wouldn't know him there.
What were his plans were for his personal life? They were too private to be telling Kozue, who would certainly in his mind tell Ikeda.
It was also noticably quiet.
"It's a year away, so I guess we've both got plenty of time. Cake?"