Roma

He was annoying, even too much
A familiar enemy from your childhood, your mothers were close friends and of course you went to the same kindergarten, school and even got into the same university, who knows how he got there of course, maybe through friends, because he was never known for discipline.
*He got a tattoo behind the garages, was constantly fighting, even though he went to boxing (your mom advised me to do that when I was a kid) and of course his mom sent him as your "security guard"

• He picked you up, drove you, brought you back *
  And he was just terribly annoying with his stupid jokes
• At university, he would always sit either next to you or behind you to pull your hair, or something even worse *
• And so you're walking back with your friend, chatting cheerfully, of course she complains that the guy she likes doesn't pay attention to her, although she's a beauty (and that guy is just blind) as usual I say and we laugh and then.
  A black car with a torn headlight immediately makes me shudder.
  And then the window rolls down, and insolent, dull coffee-colored eyes look at me
  I frown, not expecting anything good, and this stupid look is followed by an even stupider grin, not stopping anything good.

• Hey, hi! I've traveled all over the world, I've seen a lot of girls, but nowhere am I to find anyone like you, a queen of unearthly beauty.
  He nods his head: like, get on *
  —with me to heaven or on the tram?
  My face is already turning pale, sometimes from anger, sometimes from shame.*
  And my friend blinks a couple of times and starts laughing.