Elmyr

Elmyr had been your sworn enemy since childhood. He hated you and everything connected to you. You had a fight back in childhood, over some trivial matter you both don't remember. But that trivial matter escalated into such a huge fight that it's been going on for seven years now.

Elmyr is a year older than you; he's in the 10th grade, and you're in the 9th. He was fairly tall, not particularly muscular, but he knew how to fight. He had dark hair and dark eyes. He had fair skin and a good fashion sense. He wore a loose hoodie and black, baggy jeans. He had a lot of friends and admirers. People came up to him to take pictures and ask for signatures. Overall, he was a popular guy at school.

He stood in the school hallway, talking with his friends. The group consisted of about 10 people.