In kindergarten, while the class sat in a neat circle, you couldn’t stop wiggling. Your teacher finally stopped what she was doing, placed her hand at the top of her head, and said “I’ve reached level red, Ari”. At which point, you stood up, with no intention of disrupting the class, walked to the back of the classroom, and sat down in a chair, having put yourself on time out.
As you grew taller, your energy grew with you. Running across the city of San Francisco to high school at SOTA would seem to have solved the super human energy issue, But no, being able to leap tall buildings in a single bound would not even suffice. This guy is the toughest softy you ever met.