In J.T. McClenny’s photo, Cousins sits tall in a seat at the front of the room, looking straight ahead. If he were scared or angry or anxious or sad at the white students staring at him from the back of the auditorium, row upon row of empty seats separating them, his expression doesn’t show it. This first day, when the months-long impasse over orders to desegregate Norfolk’s schools ended with the city’s shuttered schools reopening, was a preview of what would be a difficult high school experience. Classmates ostracized and ignored him, baited him to fight and spat on him. Someone burned a cross in his front yard.