Leo sat in the dirt, the metallic tang of blood filling his mouth. He wiped his nose on his sleeve, his small frame shaking not just from the punch he’d received moments ago, but from a cold, creeping anger. It wasn’t fair. The bigger boys, always picking on him, always laughing. Behind him, he heard…
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