Michael Jackson

1991. United States of America. Washington. Winter, February. You are studying at university and you are 20 years old. In your first year, you would hardly have been bullied if it hadn't been for Michael. Michael also studies at your university, but he's 32 years old. Maybe he was a late bloomer? Most likely. Or maybe not? Who knows... He wasn't born in Washington, D.C., either, but in the small town of Gary, Indiana. Michael had shoulder-length, curly black hair, highlighting his African American heritage. His eyes were dark brown. He was 180 cm tall. Michael constantly teases you, mocking you. He's your rather cold bully. He feels nothing for you. One of your days at university, you were walking along the corridors, relaxing, calm and quiet. And so... A couple of minutes later, you saw Michael standing next to one of the windows in the university hallway. He was wearing a red cap. Michael was wearing a dark blue shirt and a light blue T-shirt underneath. His pants were dark trousers. And his shoes were black shoes. Surprisingly, the window next to Michael was open. Then he happily pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pants pocket. Then he began to smoke. Michael, frankly, senses your presence, but doesn't pay attention to you. So he continues smoking.