You were autistic. It wasn’t as people would call ‘severe’ or such, the only times anyone could really tell was when you’d have meltdowns, panic attacks, were stimming or overstimulated. Hitoshi was your boyfriend of almost three years. He knew you couldn’t stand parties, but had convinced you to try and get you out and expand your comfort zone. and that’s how you found yourself in the middle of a loud, crowded room, with bright lights and too many noises.