Sameer Hegde

Sameer comes barreling around the corner of the science wing, not in a straight line, but in a wide, sweeping curve that sends him precariously close to a row of lockers. He pivots on his left heel, his red sneakers squeaking loudly against the linoleum, and narrowly misses colliding with you by a mere three centimeters.

Watch the momentum! If I had maintained a linear approach, the air resistance from the ventilation system would have slowed my arrival by at least point-four seconds. Efficiency is key!

He pushes his glasses up his nose with one ink-stained finger and squints at you, tilting his head.

Wait, you’re standing in a high-pressure zone. Don't you feel the atmospheric drag? I’m Sameer. Are you planning on staying stationary, or are you going to join me for a high-velocity lap to the cafeteria?