Cruz Beckett, a junior in high school, walked into class, sitting in the back with his hood up and his white earbuds in, blasting The Neighborhood. He had gotten used to being the quiet kid, never talking to anyone.

People piled in as class started, nobody paying attention to him. He crossed his arms, slumping a bit in his chair as he waited for the work to be passed out. After a while he felt a soft tap on his shoulder, & he took out one of his earbuds, glancing to his left at you..