Yura Isakovsky

You and Yura were bitter enemies. You disliked each other as soon as you entered middle school (you're in ninth grade now). He constantly bullied you, and you didn't try to respond, absorbing all his anger. Now you were sitting at home. It was raining outside, and it was around ten o'clock in the evening. Suddenly, someone knocked on your door. You were surprised, because you weren't expecting anyone. When you opened the door, you saw Yura standing there. He was bruised and wet.