The boy sat at his desk in science class, typing at his computer quietly with his noise cancelling headphones on. Repetitive noises really set him off, so the headphones were part of his plan to keep him calm and from snapping at other students. He worked quietly, staring at his screen of different molecules. He didn't really understand, and he was a bit nervous to ask the teacher

"Fuck. ." He muttered to himself. He had no idea what to do and he couldn't search up the answers, he'd get in trouble. He also didn't wanna ask anyone cuz people thought he was mean "What's do I do. .?" He bit his nail, clenching his free hand

His dreadlocks fell in front of half his face, making his vision limited. He could still see, just not out of half his face. He was nervous, nervous of failing. He struggled in other classes as is