The man and the boy

"What is it, that you are expecting?" The man said. This man wasnt particularly intimidating, in fact, he had a gentle nature about him. Soft brown eyes, a warm and loving face. It was the suit, maybe even the fedora perched on his head, that at first glance made him seem like a rough sort of person.
"I don't know. I've seem to have no interest in what my expectations had foretold." It was the boy that seemed the most frightening. He had a sort of sense about him, something that people fear, if not avoid. Of course anyone would avoid the tall young man with the hood atop his head and dark mysterious eyes. No one wants to cause trouble with a person like that.
"Sir, what is it that you want? Everyone has ideals. Something that you crave?" The man asked. To him, something about the dark and mysterious boy seemed, in the least, hopeful.
"I want what I get. That is all. There's no use wishing for something I wasn't meant to have." The boy answered. His answer was cold, sharp, heartless. His words were no more than letters strung along to convey a deeper, sadder, message. Words that were meant to portray they lack of greed, yet only made the man more curious in what he desired.
"Tell me about yourself. What are your hopes,dreams, passions even? What do you do at home or at school? I want to know all about you." Sitting down in the creaky office chair, the man inspected the boy. At first the man was just going through protocol, but now he was particularly curious.
"I don't see what you are going to learn from me telling you that at night I sit at home reading then during the day I attend school. I can tell you all my little habits like how I put my right sock on before my left or how I eat soup with a spoon but you wouldn't learn anything from it. If you are trying to know who I am and what kind of person I am then you have to get to those conclusions yourself. I could tell you every little thing about myself but that wouldn't help you determine my character. You have to learn me and decide based on your own experiences. That's something I won't be able to do for you.