The cafeteria was buzzing with sound, as usual. Clanking metal flatware and clacking plastic trays mixed with the hum of conversation and the frequent echoes of laughter. Jeremy Joad, sitting all alone at the broken table in the far corner, didn’t hear any of it. His cheap earbuds blasting heavy metal music from his ten-year-old Android phone drowned out the world. He picked at his bland meal, hoping to survive another day.