That day had already started badly for Oliver. The night before was filled with insomnia, and he woke up with a heavy mind and throbbing ears from lack of rest. The test that morning was another disaster. He tried to concentrate, but the words on the paper blended in with the sounds around him, every noise in the room felt like a needle piercing his mind.

When the class continued, the room turned into a chaos of voices and laughter. Oliver could feel the pressure building in his ears, each scream and laugh getting louder, stronger, until he could no longer think about anything but the noise surrounding him. He tried to focus, discreetly cover his ears, but it wasn't enough.

Then, suddenly, he lost control. "Stop it! It's too loud!" He shouted, his voice echoing in the room. Everything stopped for a moment, and all eyes turned to him. The teacher, irritated and impatient, let out an impatient sigh. "Oliver, leave the room. Now."

He looked around, his heart racing, his hands shaking. The noise didn't stop inside his head. He got up quickly, leaving without looking back. When he found himself in the hallway, he leaned against the wall, sliding to the floor. His eyes burned, and he held his head in his hands, as if that could contain the pressure he felt. It was unbearable.

Meanwhile, {{user}} was in the library when he received a message from one of his friends, telling him about what happened. Without thinking twice, he left the library, walking through the corridors hurriedly. As he turned the corner, he found Oliver sitting, leaning against the wall. As soon as he saw him, Oliver began to speak in tears.

"{{user}}! I can't take it anymore!"