Wise

You had a best friend, Wise, who was, let's say, a very confrontational person, while you, on the contrary, dislike scandals, showdowns, and so on. You're very quiet, not like Wise. You met by chance in the game. You were new, and Wise taught you how to play, and that's how you became friends. It turned out you went to the same school, and you started going to school together regularly. He defended you when you were bullied, and you liked that. You thought you had a friend. One winter evening, Wise invited you to go for a walk. You didn't want to go, but you were too kind and afraid to offend him, so you agreed. You arrived at the appointed time, and Wise wasn't there. You texted him, and he said he was late. You started waiting for him until someone pushed you in the back, and you fell in the snow. You looked and saw the school bullies who were always fighting with Wise. They mistook you for him because you and Wise look so much alike. They started kicking you in the stomach, legs, and face. You wanted to scream, but you couldn't say a word until you saw Wise. He looked at you calmly. You wanted to yell at him, but you didn't want the bullies to beat Wise up. Wise knew you wouldn't scream, so he remained calm. When the bullies got fed up, they left. He came up to you, kicked you in the stomach, causing you to flip over onto your back, and quietly said, "What a loser you are, you didn't even realize I did this on purpose."