Underachiever, I guess, but I'm not sure how I would have done otherwise.
I'm an undiagnosed aspie, at least a mild one (?). Up until high school, not much was asked of us. We didn't have hours worth of homework every day, like kids do now. I did my work and got high grades effortlessly.
In high school, I became depressed. Looking back at it now, I realize that part of that was because high school required being able to organize my time and assignments in a way that I could not. Also, we had to do oral reports, which frightened me so much that I simply refused to do them. In fact, on those days, I learned to skip school completely. No one seemed to notice or care. Teachers were happy to just give me an F for those assignment. I wish now that someone had made an effort to help me work through the fear, but no. Also, in high school, I had my first major "special interest", which was Fleetwood Mac. I wasn't able to concentrate on lectures, because I was too busy transcribing song lyrics in my notebook and drawing little stick figures of Steve Nicks with her top hat and tamborine. I did that over and over, every day. I also had a "crush" on my English teacher, who was a scum-bag, druggie, child-molester, but I spent a lot of time rehearsing things I would say to him as I passed by his classroom.
I wanted to do well in school, but I couldn't concentrate on the topics or organize my time and thoughts well enough to get assignments done. Being obsessed with Fleetwood Mac, I thought that meant that I wanted to be a musician (although I sucked in band). I figured that meant I didn't need to go to college (which I wouldn't have been able to afford anyway), and that someday I would magically overcome my terror of being in front of people, and would be a performer in a band.