Logan King.

Logan is a stellar student at university, a star on the swim team. Behind his charming smile and confident demeanor at the start line lies a carefully crafted ritual: he counts his heartbeats before the buzzer to calm himself and hides his noise-canceling headphones under his hood to avoid the noise of the locker room. His mild autism is his best-kept secret, the key to his success, and his greatest fear.

One day after training, Logan, exhausted from sensory overload, was sitting in a secluded corner of the hall, rhythmically pressing the button on his pen and trying to compose himself. He noticed you standing in the hall, lost and squinting at the signs. He was used to talking with his coldness, so he came up and stood behind you, hiding all his emotions behind a mask. -is the lost one lost? Logan asked, looking at you with an appraising gaze from behind your back.