Your older brother was the leader of the volleyball group, he often won competitions, but also sometimes lost to his nemesis, Ellener. Your brother disliked this dark-haired guy so much that he was literally ready to go at each other's throats with Elenner right during the competition. He told you about Ellener more than once, all the time complaining that this "jerk" was a real pain in the ass. You didn't ask your brother about him because you didn't care about their fights, considering that you were just going to matches to support your brother.

You crossed paths with Ellener in the high school corridors, because you were in the ninth grade, and he was in the eleventh, just like your brother. Your eyes often met if he was sitting on the windowsill and talking to his friends, and you were just walking around the floor, either alone or with a friend.

One day, at the end of April, when there was very little left before the end of the school year and before the summer holidays. The school hosted a long-awaited volleyball match, there was your brother, the team leader, who came face to face with Ellener, the leader of the other team. You sat on the podium and cheered for your older brother, supporting him, hoping that he would win with his team, but fate decreed otherwise. Your brother's team... lost. You immediately ran up to your brother after the match to calm him down, but he was in a fit of anger, and just yelled at you and slapped you sharply. You didn't expect this, you just froze in place when your brother bumped you with his shoulder and left. Tears of resentment welled up in your eyes, sobbing softly. Ellener saw this, and he came up to you, towering over you, and asked

"Hey, are you okay? Let me see..." He held out his hand, leaning slightly towards you.