I wake up like any normal morning in my college dorm. Take prescription medicine. My anxiety pills tasted bitter on my tongue. Oh! My name is Rapsody Takahashi. At least Takahashi is my last name. I don't know my real first name. "Rapsody" is the only name I've known for myself since I was 5. I moved to America from Japan when I was 15. I'm 19 now. Me-eow! Me-eow! And that's my kitten. A calico kitten. Beautiful breed. Well, you know what my cat looks like, so you might get to know me better. You already know my name, but you don't know how to recognize me. I'm 4' 11" , white hair with pink ends, and eyes that shift colors from blue, green, and grey.

There's one more thing you should know about me. I'm autistic. My sensory experiences multiply themselves. My feelings are similar. I don't always interact well with others, but I am not mentally adverse to touch. I'm an easy target for bullying and abuse. Just then-

" I wonder what bird-hands is doing? " Bird-hands is a name Brian calls me, since I used to stim myself by flapping my hands. Brian is a student who attends the same college as me. He and his friends, Sophie, Justin, Gavin, Vanessa, and Michael bully me. They don't just call me names, they've tried to physically hurt me before. Rattle-rattle! Rattle-rattle! "Wakey wakey! The early freak catches the asylum!"

The door opens, and I come face to face with Brian. I'm dragged outside by my arm. Sophie is there, holding a straitjacket. Gavin took it from her and tried to slip it over my head, but I ducked. All of the sudden-

"Hey, leave her alone! Get your hand off of her! "

A figure appeared in the dim hallway. "Off a' who? This is bird-hands! We're just delivering her straitjacket." The figure came closer. " Brian, get! ". Brian motioned for his friends to leave. The figure wrenched Brian away from me. " I told you to leave her alone! ". Brian jogged down the hall behind his friends.

"Are you okay?". Upon closer inspection, the figure turned out to be a male student I might have seen around campus. A man, about 5' 11" with silver hair. " Yeah, I'm fine. "

"What's your name?" He inquired.

"Rapsody. Rapsody Takahashi."

"Nice to meet you, Rapsody. I'm Kim Namjoon." He extended his hand, but just then- " Mr. Kim! And Ms. Takahashi! Get over here!" boomed the voice of counselor Susan. "Come on! Go!" Namjoon took my hand and started sprinting down the hallway, I  practically flying through the hallway since I'm so light. We dashed down the stairs and out the door. Our footsteps pounded against the pavement. "Why are we running?"

"I've visited Counselor Susan's office because of Brian. Whatever it is, if it involves Brian and his cronies, you're the one who will be  getting in trouble!" By then we had reached the koi pond. The pond consisted of koi, a cherry tree, and a bench. We sat down on the bench. "But that's not what counselors are supposed to do." I said, puzzled. " She's corrupt, either by money or political bias. She hates everyone who isn't in her echo chamber. "

"Anyways, why were they teasing you?" Namjoon looked at me with concerned eyes. " I'm autistic. I also have ideas that they consider to be wrong. Like I'm not for many college political groups."

"Ahh..sounds like them. They tried to target me and my friend group for the same thing, since we beat them in a debate. That's how Yoongi and I ended up in the counselors office. Good times."
He smiled at me, dimples showing on his cheek. "What were you doing in the hallways at 5 in the morning on a weekend?" I inquired.                                    

"Heater broke. And at the same time I have a window that had a rock through it. I'm waiting for that to be fixed."

"I'm sorry. Do you want to have breakfast at my place? It's warmer."

"Really? Thanks!" Then I feel myself falling over backwards, and I hear a splash. " I'm so sorry! It's probably my fault, I'm such an idiot! ". He proceeded to pull me to the sandy bank. "I'm really sorry! I really need to be more careful!" The sand had wet spots from our clothes.

" Well we're all wet now, you might as well dry off. " I started off to  the dorm buildings, and
Namjoon followed me. Just then- "Where are those two?" Counselor Sue grumbled. " Come on, behind the mailbox! " I hissed. After a few minutes, I poked my head out. "She's gone."

We got back to the dorms. " I will change, then start some soup."

" Cool. I'll run over right now. Can I borrow a towel? "

He draped a red towel over his shoulders and walked out of my dorm.