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Leo shrugged. “That’s what The Game Corner is for—not just games. Helping each other.”

One rainy Tuesday, Leo and his best friend, Sam, pushed through the glass door. The usual crowd of little boys was there—some huddled around the fighting game, others laughing as they spun the wheel on the prize drop. But Leo noticed two smaller boys sitting alone near the back, near the broken air hockey table. They weren't playing. They were just watching. -ENG- The Game Corner- The Little Boys- and the...

As the brothers hugged, the littlest one turned to Leo and said, “You helped us.” Leo shrugged

And from that day on, every time Leo saw new little boys wandering wide-eyed among the flashing machines, he remembered that the best game isn’t winning tickets. It’s making sure no one has to play alone. The usual crowd of little boys was there—some

“And we ran out of tokens,” the other added, his voice tiny.

Sam squinted. “Maybe they’re just shy.”

Leo remembered being the new kid once. He remembered how the noise and lights of The Game Corner had felt less like fun and more like a storm. So he walked over, sat down on the carpet next to them, and said, “You guys okay?”