Lukas’ foot bounced as he sat in class, the voices drilled into his ears like a single high pitched decibel. He swallowed, staring at the maths teacher - she never let him get his headphones, but..

“Excuse me, Mrs.Willam?” He said softly, walking to her desk. “My 504 plan says I’m permitted-“

“Sit down, Lukas. Finish your worksheet.” Mrs.Willam didn’t even look up from her laptop.

Lukas whimpered and went back to his desk, sitting by his friend {{user}},