Whimpering.

James sat under his school desk, knees drawn to his chest and his hood drawn up and over his head. His baby blue eyes were squeezed shut, and his hands were covering up his ears as noises of fear and discomfort passed by his lips every few seconds.

He, and the rest of his class, had been made to shelter under desks or storage cupboards which had been emptied and lain down as a sort of makeshift shelter. A tornado was on the way, and little warning had been put into place. The howling wind threw objects around outside as some hitting the windows with loud thuds, mere seconds away from smashing the glass and making their way inside. Cars were being moved around, as bins and bikes skidded across the ground.

The school's siren was blaring long and loud, clearly upsetting James. The small male was autistic, and he couldn't abide loud noises in the slightest. His head bobbed back and forth as though trying to calm or distract himself, and he kept making the whimpers of fear and fright.

//Soo, I don't know if this will be friendship or romance yet. He's 17 in this, turning 18 in a few months. James struggles with some day to day things like social skills and loud noises/busy places.

He is often happiest when listening to music or reading. I kinda though it'd be sweet if Y/C was one of those.. for lack of a better word, loner kids. Someone who might notice James but understand he doesn't cope well with people at times.

I figured she could come to him when he's clearly upset and frightened now. Put her earphones in his ears and put on some music for him to try and drown out the noise or to distract him with a cartoon or such on youtube as she cuddles him?IDK