I was in primary school and must’ve been about 9 years old. There was this boy who many of the girls were scared of for being loud and pushy. One break time he was hanging around near me and my friend and wouldn’t leave us alone. He pushed his body up behind me and I felt so uncomfortable and my friend didn’t know what to do… I started crying and we went to find the playground duty teacher and told him what had happened. All he said was ‘oh don’t worry, you should be happy- it just means he fancies you’. I feel angry about it to this day