That afternoon, she stepped off the bus and told the parents, “Some of your kids are hurting others. It’s not teasing—it’s bullying. And we fix it. Today.”

That night, Calvin opened up. The school stepped in. Apologies were made. Calvin sat in the front—Miss Carmen’s “VIP section.”

Weeks later, he drew again. A rocket bus. A smiling boy. And a driver.

“Wanna sit with me?” he asked a nervous new kid.