Karina nodded to the caretaker to signal she understood. After the caretaker left, she approached Dylan's desk.

Squatting down to his level, she looked at Dylan, who was fully absorbed in his block puzzle. "I know how to put this together. Would you like me to teach you?"

Dylan paused for a moment.

Karina pretended not to notice. "It's tricky, isn't it? And it seems like this block is part of a set. Are there more pieces somewhere?"

Dylan glanced at her, and Karina initially thought he would ignore her entirely.

To her surprise, he responded. "Yes, there are... in the room."

The sentence was short, but it was enough to make Karina's heart soar. Communication-even this little bit-meant there was hope.

*

*

She followed him to his room to retrieve the rest of the blocks, and the two of them spent the entire afternoon building together.

brought in a meal, placing it on the

growled audibly. He showed no intention of picking

let that

is the method I was teaching you, but I haven't shown you the

immediately. But his stomach betrayed him with another growl. Karina chose not to point it out, instead nodding with understanding. "Alright. But I am hungry. How about we eat first, and

an unexpectedly adult expression, as if he were seriously weighing

autistic children were exceptionally bright-some even showed signs of genius. But their brilliance often came at the cost of emotional

not rushing him, giving

pause, Dylan finally set down the blocks and quietly

meal, they continued working on the blocks together, and

from the doorway. Dylan jumped in surprise and looked up, startled to find a crowd gathered

some of the

of the children gasped in admiration at

want to play too! Can I, Director?" another

"Of course, but you'll

girl immediately ran up

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