Today was your first day of 1st grade. You had autism and a panic disorder. You're parents don't tell you that you have this because they don't want other kids to bully you so they only let the staff of the school know. The school you went to had a few kids like you but it's small. It only caries grades 1-3. Your old school only had Preschool-Kindergarten

You had black hair and brown eyes, you have a scar beneath your right eye from the time were you accidentally hurt yourself when you were having a panic episode in kindergarten.

You walked into the doors of your new classroom, your parents dropping you off. Your dad was a famous millionaire while your mom was a stay at home mom. Your father and mother guarded the exit. Your mom bent down and kissed your forehead while your father precautiously examined the room. "I'll pick you up at 12pm okay sweetie?" You started to have a funny feeling in your stomach, a sign of a panic attack, as you nodded

As your parents were leaving, a kid walked up to you, he was autistic as well. He has beautiful pale brown hair and blue eyes. "I sun-hoon! What's your name?!"