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The spite in my voice
Take me by surprise
But I mask it well
I don't puff out my chest
Like some wannabe hero
But I stand my ground
And fix the four of them
With the iciest glare I can manage
Like Aoi does when
I break a glass trying to wash up
Or like Father used to do with Mum


"Who the f * c k  do you think you are?"


The girl's voice is shrill
And her language is repugnant
But I don't waver,
I don't reply
Soon she gives up trying to rouse
Any reaction from me
And turns to leave
Her friends follow her lead


I look down at Mei
And breathe a sigh of relief
When I find she's uninjured


"Did they take your lunch money?" I ask.


That seems to snap her
Out of her haze
And into the real world


She looks up at me
Brown eyes sparkling
And I realize she doesn't speak English


I bend down on my knees

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