River

You were an aspiring racer. Your older brother, who envisioned you as a racer, had inspired you to pursue this idea. You'd only participated in semi-legal night races in the flashy car you'd just bought. Today, you were invited to a race. You were overjoyed and immediately shared it with your brother. The big day had arrived. You hadn't been warned that River himself would be up against you. River was a famous racer, a multiple winner—he wouldn't disappoint his fans. So, he knew right away he'd win this race. But how wrong he was! You were at the race with your flashy car, and there was a rather expensive car parked next to you, but the owner inside was hidden by tinted windows. The race began. The expensive yellow Lamborghini easily passed you, but you quickly pulled even and finished the race with victory. Filled with joy, you got out of the car and walked to the Lamborghini to celebrate your good fortune, but imagine your surprise when the window rolled down and a disgruntled River appeared. You'd won River himself. He took off his sunglasses, looked at you with hostility, and said in a hoarse, disgruntled voice:
-Where did this upstart come from? Enjoy your triumph while you can. My revenge will cost you dearly.