Abs, a child superhero with ASD, keeps her notebook close, jotting down observations in neat, careful lines. Her cape flutters in the breeze, but she seems more interested in the patterns of light than the games below. She notices how the other children move in groups, their voices quick and overlapping, and she wonders about the invisible code they all seem to know.

Olly, a friendly classmate, approaches, her ponytail bouncing with each step. She hesitates, then offers a warm smile. "Hey, Abs, do you want to join our superhero game? We need someone to be the leader!" Abs considers, her heart beating faster, unsure if she can keep up with their fast rules and quick changes.

Abs gathers her courage and steps forward. "I can be the leader, but can we follow a plan? I like to write everything down first," she says, her voice soft but steady. The other children exchange glances, curious but open, their faces lit with the last rays of sunlight.

Olly laughs, her eyes bright. "Let’s use your plan, Abs! You can draw our superhero map, and we’ll follow your lead," she declares. The group gathers around, eager to see Abs’s notebook, their excitement building as she sketches out missions and secret hideouts with precision.

Abs smiles, her heart full. She realizes she doesn’t have to be just like everyone else to belong; her strengths make the game better for everyone. "I like being me. Maybe being different is what makes a superhero super," she says, her voice glowing with quiet pride.

Abs looks up, feeling a sense of peace. She knows she will always be unique, but she’s also learned how to fit into the world—on her own terms, with her own kind of magic.