BuzzNovelIvan looked up and found himself face-to-face with a boy at least a head taller than him, flanked by two slightly
shorter boys. The three closed in, boxing him into a corner, while the other kids on the playground fell silent and
turned to watch
He pressed his lips together, wanting to say “hello,” but the word got stuck in his throat. No sound cout.
The tall boy scowled impatiently and shoved him.
“Hey, are you deaf or blind? | asked what your nis!”
Ivan stared at him, suddenly struggling to breathe. His face drained of color, and he clutched his chest, gasping
for air.
The sight rattled the three boys.
“Hey! | didn’t do anything to you-what’s wrong with you?” the ringleader
stammered, panic creeping into his voice. “I barely touched you! | just asked your
name!
“Zane's hitting people! Zane hit someone! Tell the teacher-Zane’s picking on someone!” someone shouted from
behind them. The classroom erupted into chaos, and Ivan’s panic only grew.
“I didn’t hit anyone! | didn’t!” Zane yelled back. More kids gathered, crowding around, and Ivan felt as if the
room was closing in on him.
“Say something! | only gave you a little push, | didn’t do anything!” Zane’s eyes filled with tears. He never
meant any harm-sure, he was bigger than most, but that didn’t. mean he wanted to hurt anyone.
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“What's going on over there? Why are you all crowding around my desk?” A voice cut through the commotion
from the front of the room.
“York, Zane's picking on your new seatmate!”
“I'am not!” Zane blurted out, voice cracking.
“Seatmate?” York paused/confused.
“Yeah, and he’s really cute!” someone chimed in, always eager for .
York's confusion vanished as he realized what was happening. He rushed over, the crowd parted quickly to let
him through.
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“Ivan! Are you okay?” York asked, anxiety written all over his face as he knelt beside
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Ivan, hands fluttering helplessly.
“Ivan, It's me-York. Are you alright? Do you feel sick?”
Ivan didn’t answer, and York's worry only grew. He turned to glare at Zane.
“What did you do to him?”
The accusation startled Zane, who began sobbing in earnest, tears and snot streaming down his face.
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snickered, only making York angrier.
“Back off, all of you!” York snapped. The crowd quieted and shuffled back.
York crouched in front of Ivan, gently covering Ivan’s trembling hands with his own.
“Ivan, it's me, York. It's okay now-I'm here. Can you talk to me? Please, don’t scarelike this.”
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trying to ground him. Slowly, then
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“I'm right here-don’t cry, okay? Did he mess with you? Just say the word and I'll punch him for you.”
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