Late Awakening

Emotions surged.

Neo kept his presence suppressed, which kept him hidden from the man.

The man looked to be in his late 40s.

His shoulders were slumped. He had dark circles beneath his eyes, and his tie was loosened, hanging awkwardly over a wrinkled shirt.

He walked back to his home, with his worn office bag in his hands.

His steps were heavy, dragging behind him.

Neo stopped his skill.

He pulled back the tide of emotions he had been ready to inject into the man.

'If I'm going to do it, might as well do it properly,' he thought.

He extended his hand subtly and activated Mind Invasion to look into the man's mind.

Flashes of a bright childhood surfaced in Neo's mind.

The man had once been a top-performing student. He turned from a genius into an average person as he grew older. No, as he grew up, he realized he wasn't a genius.

He wasn't special.