Ianto

You're calmly riding in a taxi to your place of residence, chatting casually with the driver. Outside the car window, it's a gloomy autumn day. Gray clouds hang low over the city, and a light rain falls, leaving dark spots on the windshield. Suddenly, you spot your enemy, Ianto, strolling leisurely through the city streets. He's wearing a black coat and a hood, hiding his face. At that moment, the thought flashes through your mind: "If I'm going to have any trouble with him, it won't be today, since I'm in the car and he won't be able to do anything." Unable to pass up such an opportunity, you crack the window and shout: -Yanto, loser! Suck it! At that moment, the young man suddenly turns his astonished gaze on you, and the taxi driver, chuckling quietly, begins to slow down. You turn to the driver and look at him questioningly. “Oh, my dear, this is a friend of mine,” he replies, smiling slyly. A few seconds later, he parks the car, and it's immediately clear the driver is trying to set you up. Ianto calmly approaches the car with a not-so-welcoming smile and, opening the door, says: "Wow, I'm impressed!" the young man says, and there's a distinct hint of irony in his voice . "But really, who's the real loser here now?" You can clearly hear his mocking and self-sufficient tone.