Dopo aver esaminato report di fonte pro ucraina e pro russa devo confermare le precedenti notizie sul controllo delle forze russe sulla maggior parte di Severodonetsk (...). Le notizie del contrattacco ucraino erano esagerate nei risultati.
In tal senso sono arrivate ammissioni sia da parte del governatore ucraino della regione di Lugansk, sia da un corrispondente ucraino.
via https://twitter.com/agambella/status/1533776110705598466
Commento: Strano! in genere gli ucraini sono così obiettivi...
No, gli ucraini giocano il loro ruolo; sono i boccaloni nostrani a bersi la loro propaganda come fosse oro colato. E' come se un giornalaio sportivo non guardasse la partita e si facesse scrivere l'articolo da Moggi.
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Summary: Logan and Patton (both 16), as older students, are expected to look after two groups of freshmen in Watersouth boarding school for boys. Both of them despise the tradition of bullying that is subjected to the newcomers by older students in their school. The two respectively get a student in their groups who is a little different from the ordinary crowd: Roman and Virgil (both 15).
Author’s note: Hey, I’m back! Special thanks for those who pre-read this chapter and commented on it, you really helped me finish this chapter! There’s going to be some new conflict between our students, but don’t stress about it... or should you?
Triggers: General bullying, abuse and violence, violent punishments, panic attacks, self-deprecation, name-calling, i n s t i t u t i o n
Other parts here
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“So, what did Simons exactly do to you?” Logan questioned, shifting his legs as he stood before the two younger boys. His emotions rarely affected his body language, but now he kept pacing around and fixing his glasses, which already were perfectly standing on the bridge of his nose. And he wasn’t the only one, whose nervousness was noticeable.
“Don’t ask me, sir,” Roman squeaked, taking a step back that he was almost hiding behind Daniel. “I wasn’t telling you anything. He was,” Roman pointed at his friend.
Daniel sighed. “He’s afraid because Simons made him swear he won’t tell this to you, sir.”
Logan nodded. “I see. So I have to pose as if I never heard any of this? Makes things more complicated to a degree, but I’m sure I can handle it. Roman, I assure you no soul excluding the three of us will find out if you disclose that information to me.”
Roman let out a breath. “Um, he told me how much he hates me and how disgusting I am, then took a grip of my hair and flipped me around in the air.” The poor boy lifted his hand to his curls, gently brushing them to not hurt his sore scalp.
“I see.” Logan frowned, trying to remain calm. “And what for did he punish you like that?”
“For, because I was the goalie and I missed so many times and then we lost, and he was in my team,” Roman rambled, looking at the ground.
“What kind of atrocity!” Logan was shocked. “That has nothing to do with the school rules whatsoever!” The older student straightened his collar in a frustrated movement. “Did any other person in the losing team receive similar treatment?”
“No, sir,” Daniel answered, being the one who had been able to observe the situation better. “After being done with Roman, Mr. Simons walked back to the field and seemed to have no intentions to punish anyone else.”
Logan leaned his hand on his desk, trying to regain control over his feelings. Why was he suddenly so taken aback by a punishment fairly common in this terrible school? Well, at least common for the tutors that were the most violent. He sat back on his seat, where he had been interrupted from doing his homework a few moments ago. “Please, take a seat both of you, I need a moment to contemplate this,” the older student advised, gesturing the boys towards his neatly made bed.
Daniel and Roman sat down, the former still protectively holding the latter. Roman didn't mind that, leaning his head on Daniel's shoulder while waiting for Logan to figure something out. It was nice to have one good friend, at least. They had known each other for barely two weeks but it felt like a much longer time.
….
Virgil sat in the second most comfortable sofa of the library, reading a collection of short novels while listening to a relaxing playlist. He had finished his homework already, and tried to focus on the story instead of the welling homesickness inside him. Oh, how he missed his brother. Why did he have to be exactly three years older than Virgil, so that he just had finished this school when Virgil came in? Emile was in university now, studying his beloved psychology. He had been the one to support Virgil when he had felt his worst, and helped him to get the therapist he had urgently needed.
The young boy sighed, putting his book away. Emile was the person he loved most in this whole world. He also was the only person excluding his parents who he was comfortable getting a hug from. Virgil felt the tears coming, but there was nobody watching so he let them fall.
Because there definitely were people who cared for him and who he deeply loved, but why did they have to be so far away?
…
Logan almost felt steam coming out of his ears as he wrote notes about which teacher would be the most likely to actually take action in making sure only the respective tutors took care of their students. That was part of the school rules, but in reality nobody really made sure it was practiced accordingly. Once again, the teachers didn’t really care as long as it caused no interruption to their classes.
List of teachers
Mr. Brass- would only encourage more punishments
Mr. Wilson- would scold the culprit for a minute, but not make big enough deal about it
Mr. Houston- is always too tired to care
Mr. Higgins- has little authority
Mr. Atkinson- very lawful, might actually be irritated about Simons not following the rule
The list went on, but no better choice was presented than Mr. Atkinson. Logan sighed quietly, remembering Roman and Daniel were still sitting on his bed, chatting quietly to each other.
“Boys, you can go continue your afternoon. It will take me a moment to figure this problem out in its entirety, and in the meanwhile I would instruct you to stay away from Simons.” Logan scratched the back of his neck. “I know it’s not solving anything, just a temporary solution until we get him actually responsible of his actions. I hope you a relaxing rest of the day.”
Daniel and Roman glanced at each other, then getting up and walking to the door. “Thanks, Mr. Andrews,” Daniel nodded his head as they got out of the room.
“You’re welcome, boys.”
...
The next morning began with chemistry classes for both Roman and Virgil. The latter waited further away in the hall until the others had entered the class. That way, he hoped, Roman would not see him and therefore forget to insult him. He still had to think which would be more effective way to get past it when leaving, though; leaving earliest or latest. He could think about it during the class.
“Alright, boys,” Mr. Houston called their attention. “I’m giving you a group project that will be presented next week-” He shot a frustrated glance at Roman, who had cheered in a hushed voice, “and I’m assigning the groups.” Mr. Houston payed no attention to Roman’s groan, but became naming the boys who had been paired together.
“George and Matts, Isaac and Daniel, Roman and Virgil...”
Virgil crushed the piece of paper he had been holding in his hand. This was so unfair. And Mr. Houston wouldn’t bat an ear to any compliments about the pairings because “You have to learn to work with all kinds of people for your future” He ignored Roman, who moved his desk next to his and greeted excitedly.
What an idiot.
Roman kept trying to get Virgil’s attention, talking to him or sometimes poking his side. At first he tried to be nice and work with the quiet boy, but as his partner kept turning his back on him and not answering on how they should start the work, Roman began annoying him more and more.
“I thought you stuttered, and wasn’t mute, stupid,”
poke to the side
Roman whispered to Virgil’s ear, leaning way closer than Virgil preferred. “Or did you go deaf, too? We gotta do this project!”
Virgil moved slightly further away, continuing to look at the textbook page but not being able to concentrate. He hated Roman So. Much.
Roman stretched over to smear the face Virgil was looking at on the book with his pen. He grinned victoriously, as Virgil finally turned to look at him.
“L-l-l-eave m-me al-a-al-alone!”
Roman tilted his head, still grinning maliciously. “O-o-oh? S-s-so no-no-now you can s-sp-s-s-pe-spe-speak?”
Virgil striked Roman on his face, and Roman’s chair crashed loudly on the floor as he fell down more out of surprise than the power of the punch. “Ow!!” In a second, he lunged on Virgil, who had stood up and almost managed to dodge the other boy, sending them both tumbling on the floor, where they continued fighting. Mr. Houston shouted at them, and when it didn’t seem to cause any kind of reaction, he had to separate them by force and held them up by their collars.
“WHAT was that?”
The teacher shouted in such a volume, that Virgil held his ears. Mr. Houston began dragging the boys to the door, handling them roughly. He muttered something along the lines of “Hasn’t happened in three years” And quickly instructed the rest of the class to continue working and better behave while he was gone.
…
Mr. Wilson, having been teaching the older group Linear Algebra, opened the classroom door after hearing the angry knocks. He looked confused for a second, finding his workmate holding two yonger students apart by their collars, but stepped to the side to let him look inside. Teacher Higgins stepped one foot in the class, looking around with annoyance, as if he had been the one getting in trouble.
“Logan Andrews, Patton Sawyer! Your students started a fight in my class and interrupted it greatly. I reckon you two do something about this, I need to get back to my work.”
Logan and Patton glanced at each other, and quickly collected their things to get outside. Mr. Wilson gave them the rest of the exercises to complete later, and now they were faced with two pouting students in the hall.
“Virgil?”
Patton looked so betrayed, that Virgil finally felt the guilt stinging in his chest. But it didn’t stop him from glaring at Roman with all the hate he could possibly gather.
Logan frowned at the two. “Roman, why did you hit Virgil?”
“Oh!!!???? I hit the poor Virgil?? He started it!” Roman screamed, pointing at the boy. There was about 3 feet between them, and Virgil didn’t bother to look up.
“Did you, Virgil?” Patton stepped closer, but Virgil stayed silent. He wouldn’t say a word when the Idiot was present, because he refused to be mocked again.
Patton sighed, taking a step back. “Alright, boys. I think we need to find a place to sit down and talk this through. I don’t want anybody getting in any more trouble, and it’s not cool to hate others for long.”
“I agree,” Logan nodded, and they began walking to get downstairs.
“It’S nOT cOoL To HatE OtHeRs” Virgil mimicked to himself behind the tutor’s backs. He didn’t remember a time when he had been this angry towards everybody around him, but in all honesty, it made him feel powerful in a situation where in reality he had little to no control.
Roman sticked his tongue out at Virgil as they walked behind their tutors, and Virgil tried to slap him but the boy dodged it, so Virgil kicked him, to which Roman cried out loudly. That guy is way too good in making all of this look like my fault, the boy thought to himself, as Patton turned to scold his student. He really had to do the rest of this carefully and not fall in Roman’s traps like he just had.
There’s only one thing good about all of this, Virgil thought. It all goes just like my worst, anxiety-filled thoughts had assumed, so I feel like I’ve at least seen this coming.
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Summary: Logan and Patton (both 16), the older students, are expected to look after two groups of freshmen in Watersouth boarding school for boys. Both of them despise the tradition of bullying that is subjected to the newcomers by older students. The two respectively get a student in their groups who is a little different from the ordinary crowd: Roman and Virgil (both 15).
Author’s note: I’m so excited to begin this new au! Message me for getting into the taglist, please.
Triggers: Bullying, abuse, violence, panic attacks, i n s t i t u t i o n
Other parts here
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Patton stepped out of the bus, taking a deep breath. He was back at the Watersouth boy school for another year of strict rules and studying. This year, however, he wouldn’t have to walk on eggshells to the same extent as before. He was sixteen now, and would get a group of students to look after for the school year. The boy glanced around, locking eyes with Logan who had been sharing his group before summer break. He flashed a bright smile at his friend.
”Can you feel the air of hope, Logan?” He asked, walking next to him to the school. ”There’s no older student to dictate us any more. We can choose to treat our groups as we please, and maybe even make a difference!”
Logan smiled at the cheerfulness of his friend. ”I suppose it feels.. more hopeful, as you portrayed. Though I doubt we single-handedly could break decades of tradition.”
”I didn’t mean that, Lo,” Patton smiled. ”I meant we can help the young ones to feel safer here than we did in the past.”
”You are making it sound like it has been longer than a simple summer vacation since we left here,” Logan commented. He processed what his friend had just said. ”I hope you don’t mean to let your group slip with the rules, Patton.”
Patton tilted his head, sighing. ”I guess not, it’s just, I want them to feel comfortable here. Don’t you want it for them as well?”
Logan nodded. ”Of course. But still, I am determined to make my students obedient enough to help them get the education they need.”
Patton let out a giggle. ”Now you sound like you’re the principal himself!”
Logan smiled, opening the front door for the two of them as they stepped in.
At the first assembly of the year, Patton kept an eye on the freshmen on the rows before them. He felt sorry for them, but at the same time he knew they could make it. He knew the bullying wasn’t the worst kind, but it simply could not be happening. He watched the younger boys, wondering who he would get under his wing for the year. Logan was listening to the principal’s speech, and Patton wondered what he was thinking. He wouldn’t belittle his students, right? Patton shook his head. He didn’t know a cruel Logan, just a strict one. They would be alright.
”Students under Logan Andrews’ supervision are..”
Logan watched the students forming a line before him as they were called. They looked rather nervous, some taking side-glances at Logan, not wanting to stand out. The older student knew the stress they must be under too well, but didn’t know a way to ease it. Time would show them that he wasn’t going to mistreat them.
Logan heard somebody in the crowd sigh as Patton’s last student was called out. His friend was smiling shyly to the kids before him, and he assumed a few more students would have liked the seemingly easy-going tutor. He considered smiling to his own students, but decided it would seem a bit weird. He led his group out of the hall and to their first class instead.
….
”Hello students, my name is Patton and I am your tutor for this year.” Patton stood in front of the nervous students, smiling lightly. He hoped after his talk they would be a bit more relaxed.
”Watersouth is a tough school. I am here to make it a bit more pleasant for you.”
The older student felt a silent sigh pass through the class. He smiled, nodding.
”That is right. I know you have heard the tales of what’s going in here, and they are absolutely true. But I won’t be bullying you like that. I want you to have one person in this school that you can trust and feel safe to tell anything to.”
Patton sighed.
”But you can’t assume that from anyone else. One thing is crucial that I can stay here with you guys and that you don’t get any more punishments than the inevitable ones.”
he glanced through the students.
”You need to pretend. Pretend you’re fine even if you feel terrible. Pretend you are obedient even if your blood is boiling. Pretend you are like everyone else here, and that I am exactly like the other tutors you meet.”
Patton took a breath.
”You must not stand from the ground, or somebody will soon give a punishment for whatever you just did.”
He smiled sadly.
”It’s.. how it works here, sadly. And none of you heard my last statement, correct?”
The class nodded. Patton nodded back. ”Alright. Welcome again to Watersouth. If I call your name, stand up, please.”
A boy at the row in far left let out a breath he had been holding. Well, the first impression of their tutor was alright. He wasn’t as bad as he had assumed. Everything else apparently was like that, though. Luckily he was used to blending in and staying quiet, whatever it would take.
”Virgil Glasgow?”
Virgil stood up. ”Here, sir.”
…
”Welcome to Watersouth. As you heard from our principal, Mr. Yolk, we demand high quality in our studies and discipline. I am your tutor for the time being, and you may call me Mr. Logan Andrews, or sir for short.”
He glanced at the students. They were waiting for him to continue.
”You must be eager to know how far I am determined to push you this year. The answer is, as far as I can. I want all of you to do your very best and to study intensely.”
”However, I am not willing to participate in any sort of disparagement towards you. If I need you to run an errand for me, I will tell you to do so. But no extra pressure will be put on you by me.
I see your success in studies tremendously more important, so I ask you to not let me down on that category.”
”Phew, we got a soft one, boys,” a relieved voice stated from the second last row. A few horrified students turned to look at the commenter.
Logan frowned, walking slowly to the desk, where the boy who had dared to speak up was sitting.
”Stand up.”
The boy stood up, looking Logan in the eye. The older student frowned again. ”And what is your name, smart guy?”
Summary: Logan and Patton (both 16), the older students, are expected to look after two groups of freshmen in Watersouth boarding school for boys. Both of them despise the tradition of bullying that is subjected to the newcomers by older students. The two respectively get a student in their groups who is a little different from the ordinary crowd: Roman and Virgil (both 15).
Author’s note: I'm just going to update this shorter part for y'all to get back on track with writing. I've been super busy and it seems like I'm going to be busy soon again, so please be patient with the slow updates! Message me for getting into the taglist, please.
Triggers: Bullying, abuse, violence, violent punishments, panic attacks, self-deprecation, name-calling, i n s t i t u t i o n
Other parts here
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”No I’m not!” Roman stared at Logan as if his tutor had just said the most disgusting thing.
”Well that is what the results suggest,” Logan cleared his throat. ”You have 74% probability to have Combined type of a disorder called ADHD, which is short of Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder.”
*”No, I do not!!”* Roman cried, tears forming at the corners of his eyes as he clenched his fists in frustration. ”Don’t call me that!”
Logan straightened his tie. ”I was not insulting you, Roman. I was simply stating what your results were from the tests you completed last night.”
”SHUT UP!!!” Roman screamed, bolting to the door and slamming it behind him. Logan heard the footsteps disappear further to the hall, wanting to remind the boy about running inside, but understood he was too far to hear the reminder anymore.
Logan felt quite bemused at the incident. What had he done wrong to cause Roman get so upset? Logan hoped Patton wasn’t busy as he stood up and walked to the hall, to find his friend who was way better at understanding emotions.
….
”I think Roman doesn’t really understand what having ADHD means,” Patton pondered. ”Kids often call each other names that aren’t supposed to be offensive in the first place. Maybe Roman has been called ’the adhd kid’ as much as ’crazy’ or ’stupid’. And it really is scary to find out you have a disorder, don’t you think?” Patton turned to look at Logan, who adjusted his glasses.
”In fact, I would have felt relieved if I had been diagnosed with autism when I had to overgo all those examinations,” Logan argued. ”It would have explained my behavior and I would have gotten help for it.”
Patton smiled. ”That’s how you reacted to it, but as you hopefully have realized by now, Roman and you are like polar opposites. I think that’s exactly what happened, he got the opposite kind of reaction than you would have so you have hard time understanding him.” Patton rubbed his hands together. ”Now I think we should find the poor kid and try to explain to him that this isn’t the apocalypse.”
”He’s only one year younger than us,” Logan argued.
”Exactly,” Patton emphasized, leaving confused Logan to follow him at their quest to find one special, upset student.
…
Logan and Patton found Roman in the bathroom, hearing sobs coming from one of the stalls.
”Roman? Is that you?” Patton asked gently, turning his ear toward the stall.
”Who’s there?” Roman asked with confusion in his voice, forgetting about crying for a second.
”Logan and his friend Patton,” Patton answered.
”Tell him to go away,” Roman growled. He was not going to apologize to Logan for running off. Logan was stupid.
”I think there has been a misunderstanding, kiddo,” Patton patiently explained. ”Would you care to come out and discuss it with us?”
The bathroom filled with awkward silence. Logan was about to comment something, but Patton dismissed his friend with a hand gesture, and continued himself. ”I will make sure Logan doesn’t offend you again during our discussion. Please come out Roman, it doesn’t solve anything to stay there any longer since I feel like you have already calmed down. Now it’s time to solve this problem so we can continue as normal. Would that sound good?”
Roman wondered if anything could ”continue as normal” after what he had just been told, but he wiped his face and unlocked the door, stepping outside.
”I suppose I need to apologize,” Logan stepped forward and straightened his tie nervously. ”So, apologies.”
”It’s fine,” Roman muttered. He really wanted to just go have some fun and forget about the whole thing, but the other tutor wanted them to talk through this. Ugh.
”I’m glad you came out,” Patton smiled. ”We could go to the library to talk, it’s always peaceful over there.”
…
”How is being mentally ill not bad??” Roman questioned, sitting at the table with the two tutors, gesturing towards them.
”It’s not a mental illness, Roman," Logan corrected. "It’s a disorder, probably even congenital one. Now it’s just been diagnosed, maybe unofficially, but still.”
Roman gripped his hands in despair. ”I don’t even understand what you’re saying!”
”Logan means that you have had this your entire life, and it’s not entirely a bad thing either. It’s just some of your characteristics that have a common name now, which is ADHD.” Patton glanced at Logan for confirmation.
”What are those characteristics, then?” Roman asked, leaning his head on the table.
”The correct term is ADHD combined,” Logan quickly corrected before answering Roman’s question. ”The characteristics, or symptoms can be divided to inattentiveness, and hyperactivity and impulsiveness.
Inattentive behaviors are for example being easily distracted, appearing forgetful and having hard time following through or listening to instructions.
Hyperactive and impulsive behaviors are for example difficulty to sit still, constant fidgeting, acting without thinking and excessive talking.”
Roman had been listening to Logan’s explanation very closely. As the older student had finished, the boy let out a breath. Logan didn’t just throw a random insult at him earlier. It seemed like the older student actually tried to understand who Roman was inside. ”Okay, you just explained me in a nutshell. But how did you know it? Why did that test tell you I have that thing called ADHD? Am I not normal?” Roman continued. Patton let out a hearty laugh. ”I think we’re going to get to all of that in a minute, kiddo.”
…
Roman took his time when walking out of the library, waiting for Logan who had to check a few books before going. He watched Patton walk around a corner and went back to find his tutor again. Roman was looking at everything but Logan as he approached him between the shelves of math and physics books.
”Um, sir, I’m sorry that I shouted at you and ran off,” he mumbled. Logan was probably going to give him another essay to write about patience or something, and Roman tried to mentally prepare for it.
”I forgive you,” Logan answered, looking slightly awkward himself. ”I didn’t really understand your emotions at that moment and approached the topic in a way that was not the most sufficient.” He glanced around, and after seeing there was no one nearby, he leaned forward slightly and continued with a quiet tone. ”I’m sorry.”
”It’s fine,” Roman smiled, completely missing how groundbreaking it was from Logan to apologize for him, a younger student. ”I’m pretty glad we got it sorted out. See you!” He waved, jogging outside.
Logan stared after the boy, letting out a quiet huff. *What a peculiar kid.* He went back to searching for his book.
