ABSTRACT
Stefan was an ordinary looking boy with nothing especially notable to distinguish him from the other nine- and ten-year-olds in his class. Even the fact that he was a second-language speaker whose family were recent immigrants was unremarkable in a school where there were at least seventeen different languages spoken. But he was different. He appeared to have no friends and kept very much to himself, and he had a way of staring at you with a fixed gaze that you could not fail to notice. On questioning, his classmates said that he made them feel uncomfortable. They reported that any efforts made to include him were met with little response other than a resounding ‘No’ … and his steely gaze.
