Facing the challenge
This time, instead of walking away, I stopped and turned to face him. His friends exchanged excited glances, their eyes alight with anticipation. They were waiting, eager to watch how I’d respond. The boy tilted his head, a faint challenge lingering in his expression. For a moment, I held his gaze, steady and unflinching, letting him see I wasn’t afraid. Then, with deliberate resolve, I braced myself to act.
Facing The Challenge
A calm reply
I met the boy’s gaze, keeping my voice calm and measured, though frustration simmered just beneath the surface. “I’m just doing my job,” I said, each word deliberate and composed. He seemed caught off guard, as if expecting an outburst, but I held my ground. Around us, his friends murmured quietly, their eyes fixed on him, waiting for his response. For now, my words hung in the air, cutting through his teasing and holding the moment in uneasy silence.
A Calm Reply
