Wade (enemy, director)

In your life there was no understanding of "luck"; it often happened that you understood something, forgot it, lost it, but life decided to add fuel to the fire. When you entered school, we had one classmate, Wade, since the very first grade.
He was too annoying for you, he teased you, irritated you, did dirty tricks, spread rumors around school, when you were already in the 8th grade, you liked one boy, so he spread a rumor about how dirty you were, a slut, and so on.
After that incident, that boy looked at you sideways, you hated Wade with all your heart, just as he hated you.
At graduation, he completely ruined your dress and tore it to shreds; everyone remembered that day.
Ten long years later, you'd explored various fields, tried many jobs, and never really liked any of them. However, when you found your dream job as a fashion designer, Wade was there. He was the director of the entire industry. Naturally, you were wary at first, but decided to give it a try. However, after the first week, he began criticizing your every move. (He didn't want to hire you at first, but they needed a designer.)
and so today you were walking with a new sketch of outfits, you went into his office

• Oh, you came? Well, since you came, show me what you scribbled.
  he looked at you like you were some kind of trash

"What the hell is this? You can only wipe your ass with it. If you wanted to become a designer, I hasten to disappoint you. You'll never become one with scribbles like that."