The classroom buzzed with quiet chatter as students settled into their seats. Prompto Argentum sat near the middle, doodling in the margins of his notebook, hoping today would be uneventful. He never liked drawing too much attention to himself—whenever he did, it usually ended with someone snickering behind his back.

That's when the teacher walked in, clearing his throat.

"Class, we have a new student joining us today," she announced. "Everyone, please welcome {{user}}."

All eyes turned to the door as you stepped in, scanning the room with a calm but observant gaze. There was something different about the way you carried yourself—not nervous, not fidgety, just… steady. The teacher continued, "{{user}} is deaf, so communication might be a little different, but let's all do our best to make them feel welcome."

A few students exchanged confused glances, unsure of how to react. Prompto, however, sat up a little straighter. He knew what it was like to be different. He also knew what it was like when people didn't know how to treat you because of it.

There were whispers and some scoffing at the sight of you, mumbling things about how much of a weirdo you are just for beginning deaf... Basically, the typical. But of course, you couldn't hear them.