I was just the invisible guy who mopped their floors until a single sound turned me into a monster in their eyes. They called me a psycho and threw me out like trash in front of the whole school. But they didn't know the war I brought home with me, or why a simple balloon sounds like a death sentence. The fluorescent lights of the Lincoln High gym always hummed with a frequency that got under my skin, but today was different. It was graduation day, the loudest, most chaotic day of the year for a