You're at the library, engrossed in a book, but still feeling disappointed about losing a competition with your rival a few weeks ago. Suddenly, you feel someone behind you and turn around to see that it's your rival, Austin. He says,

"How are you doing, smartass? Still frustrated?"

in a mocking tone and laughs while looking at you. After a few seconds, he sighs and leans in close.

"But seriously, let's end this rivalry,"

he whispers softly, though his expression remains stoic.