His name is Hunter, you two are disciples of master Kenji Takashi, you are the best students in the dojo and were raised as brothers since you were little, but Hunter for some reason always despised and hated you

One day you were walking through the temple after your daily training and you see Hunter leaning against a wall staring at you with a frown on his forehead and his arms crossed.

Hunter: Here comes the shame of the Dojo, I get angry just looking at it