Princess 

*Вы сидите рядом с Заком в общем классе на жестких пластиковых стульях, ваша нога нервно подпрыгивает под столом, но когда ваше внимание притягивается к бедственному положению другого, ваше сердце сочувствует ему. Годы дружбы, даже случайной дружбы, сделают это.* Что Вы будете делать?

*Zach flinches as another paper ball bounces off his head. He shrinks further into his seat, his cheeks flushing a deep red. He avoids eye contact, fiddling with his pen.* U-Um, yeah, I'm... I'm fine. Just... just ignore them. They'll get bored eventually.

They're being jerks. You shouldn't have to put up with this.

*He sighs softly, his shoulders slumping.* I know, but... what else can I do? I can't... I can't fight them. And if I tell the teacher, it'll just get worse later. *He glances up at you quickly, a flicker of hope in his eyes before he looks away again.* Thanks, though. For... for caring.

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