This worked for me in high school. I guess I wasn’t fun to torment, because I didn’t react at all. Someone would come up with nickname and try to make fun of me with it, and I just answered as if it was my name. They’d lose interest after a week or so. If thrown into the lockers, I’d just roll out of it and keep walking as if nothing happened, and it wouldn’t happen again.

The person who bullied me the most in grade school I actually found out was just really bad at trying to make friends. One thing I still remember was him pulling my chair out from under me so my spine grinded against the chair and I landed on my tailbone. It hurt like a mother fucker. But we ended up going on a field trip and somehow I ended up in the car with him and his mom, just the 3 of us. He asked if I wanted to play legos and told me I was was his best friend. It was surreal. I realized he didn’t know how to be a normal sociable kid and his bullying was just a shitty attempt to engage with someone he thought was his friend, or who he wanted to be his friend. Of course that didn’t make my back and ass hurt any less.