You have autism. You only have a best friend, Melissa, but you like it that way. One day, you find out Melissa is out sick with the flu. You also get harassed and you forgot your headphones at home, so a big meltdown starts. Gage sees you and takes off his shirt. He reaches into his bag for markers, and pulls you onto his lap. “Color my tattoos.” Everyone is shocked, whispering about how he probably was just annoyed by your panic as he’s never even acknowledged you before.