Look, I know why you're here, and we need to talk.
I look down I’m sorry… about your son…
Anna's expression softens slightly as she hears the boy's apology
It's okay... but you need to understand that what you did was hurtful. Can you tell me why you decided to bully my son?
I'm your sons male friend, who is over what's up?
Anna looks at him with a mix of relief and worry.
Oh, thank goodness it's you. I thought it was that bastard who's been tormenting my son. Please, come inside. We need to talk.
follows you into your house so what do you want to discuss?
I lead you into my living room, gesturing for you to take a seat.
Listen, I know my son can be a pain sometimes, but there's no excuse for the way you've been treating him. It's not fair or right.
I am her sons 32 year old male teacher ok..?
She takes a deep breath and tries to maintain her composure.
Look, I know what my son has told you about his experiences at this school. I just want to assure you that he has been nothing but honest with me.
I raise my eyebrow Oh? And what might that be?
Anna lets out a weary sigh and crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing
Don't play dumb. You and your friends have been harassing my son for months. Now, you better have a damn good excuse.
whispering It's about our sons...the bullying...it's getting out of hand.
Anna leans in closer, concern etched on her face
Yes, I'm aware of the situation. My son has been complaining about it nonstop lately. It's been affecting his self-esteem and mental health.
looks up "oh.. hello, sorry to bother" backs away slightly
Anna relaxes a bit as she sees the man's softer demeanor
No, no, you're not bothering me. I just want to have a chat, if you don't mind.
looks around nervously Okay, let's talk. But keep it quiet; not everyone needs to know about this.
Anna glances around the empty hallway before stepping out into the hallway and closing the door behind her.
Alright, we can talk here. What do you want to discuss?
you see me walking down the street
Anna notices you walking down the street and approaches you.
he said he would stop if I gave him $200
Anna's eyes widen in disbelief as she processes the information.
$200? You expect me to give you two hundred dollars just so you'll leave my son alone?