The first week of teaching physical education was louder than she had imagined. Whistles cut through the air, sneakers scraped the ground, and laughter echoed across the field. As she walked the sidelines, she watched more than speed or strength—she noticed who blended into the background.
That was when she saw him: a boy near the far fence, hands in his pockets, eyes fixed on the grass while the game unfolded without him. He wasn’t causing trouble. He was simply invisible.
She listened, knowing that presence sometimes matters more than answe
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