I am Elliot Grayson. The kid in the hoodie who never spoke unless spoken to, who walked halls like a ghost hoping not to be seen—until I wanted nothing more than to be noticed. I traded quiet truths for loud applause, swapped the only soul who ever stayed for a smile that never reached her eyes. And in chasing the light, I burned the bridge that led me home. I thought being seen would fix me. But being seen isn’t the same as being known. And now? Now I’m just someone who used to be someone.