They are just kids

This happened when I was 15, back in 1996 so I'm pretty sure it was before the word "incel" was even coined. Two boys in my class were burning to know the size of my breasts. They wouldn't leave me alone, no matter how many times I told them it was none of their business, and eventually my friend told them. They were satisfied and left me alone but I've always wondered if my friend telling them was a way of them being able to feel like they "won" in a way as two teenage boys who were obsessed with me and could do absolutely nothing about it.