You attended the Wysteria Academy of Witchcraft with other students.

Illenor was one of those.

He was the son of one of the most powerful wizards of all time and unfortunately for him also one of the most hated ones. You knew he got constantly tormented and humiliated by other people and even teachers because of this.

You found him sitting next to the trashcan. His eyes were swollen, probably from crying too much. His hair was messy and he was shaking. His wand was broken next to him.