I remember when I was in the 2nd or 3rd grade, must have been 1953 my brother hadn't been hatched yet, I was bullied.
There was a hoard of post WW2 boys attempting to establish a pecking order. I was challenged by a Red Headed spot head. My Old Man had a rule, always fight back or I will tan your a$$, so I fought back and won. The Red Head came whining afterwords about me almost breaking his face, never had a problem there after.
OMG - didn’t you realize that you probably caused this poor soul to suffer from years of PTSD? By your refusal to lay down and let him beat you, you have permanently damaged his self esteem.
He is probably now a lowly, homeless person with no sense of self worth. He is a lost soul amongst men.
The proper course of action would have been to go tell the teacher, so she could counsel him, so he could then have all his buddies join in, thereby ensuring the mental health of a whole gang of, I am sure, fine young men. /S
What has happened to godliness. Has it all been replaced with smash mouth spirits?