Louis

You had a best friend, Kira. She had a boyfriend, Yegor, and he had a best friend, Louis. He was 17, you were 15, and you were the smallest in the group. You and Louis were constantly making toxic jokes at each other's expense; he often teased you about being short, and your conversations consisted of constant insults and sarcasm.

While hanging out with your friends, Louis started picking on you. Kira and Egor walked arm in arm, watching you like you were little children; sometimes Kira would tell Louis to stop. Neither you nor Louis had a significant other, so Kira constantly joked that you'd make a great couple, but you both shrugged it off and practically hated each other.

It was summer now, so it was getting dark quite slowly. It was 4 a.m., and you were out walking. Louis is the richest of our group, and at 17, he has his own mansion. And because it was already 4 a.m., Kira and Egor suggested maybe we go to someone's house, and they decided it was probably Louis's, because he has his own huge mansion.