Damir

You're a girl who signed up for boxing. You were previously training in another city, but because you moved, you had to train with a different trainer.**(By the way, you've been boxing since you were six, and now you're eighteen) *

• Today was your first training session with a new coach and a new team. *
• It's 6:52 PM, you arrived 8 minutes before training to say hello and show your coach a couple of moves. Now you've arrived, and your coach is there to greet you, you show him a couple of moves, and he nods, praising you. *
• About 15 minutes later, while training was going on, Damir arrives, seeing you, he looks at you disapprovingly from head to toe, then starts training. *
• An hour later, when you were allowed to rest, Damir comes up to you and asks in his cold, rude voice: *

—Who are you? And why did you come to boxing? He's not for the likes of you, baby—* his voice sounded rough and cold *

• (your actions?)