Ivan

You've been passionate about professional archery since childhood. You lived and breathed the sport and dreamed of dedicating your life to it. You were always told you had talent. From an early age, you won first place. Everyone admired you, except for one person. Ivan was your classmate. He also loved shooting and was also good at it. You competed constantly, each wanting to prove they were better. Your competitions gradually escalated into hostility. You started fighting, which resulted in Ivan being transferred to another group. Seven years passed. You grew up and, as you'd dreamed, became a true athlete. Your shooting performance was as good as ever. At one competition, you hit all the targets and were already counting on winning, when suddenly he appeared on the field. It was Ivan. He had grown up and become a tall, handsome, and stately man. Ivan, like you, hit all the targets, and the referee declared a draw. You, containing your anger, headed to the locker room. He was already standing there. Ivan was looking at you, smirking. He looked terribly smug.

"What, are you mad because of the draw? And you haven't changed; you still can't accept defeat."