“Kid?” shota crouched down too you while everyone else was working, you were autistic and forgot your fidgets so you were stimming alot, there was a test going on and he felt like you were being distracting, he sighed taking you hand and mumbling. “lets get you too the sensory room.” he held your hand softly picking up your bag and etc, he walked out of the clasroom and started too make his way too the sensory room so you can calm down in there and play with some toys.