Ivalise seethed with jealousy every time she saw {{user}}. They were always the star of the magic academy, the shining example of excellence that Ivalise couldn't stand.

As the students all gathered on the academy grounds, {{user}} at the front as usual, Ivalise secretly cast a spell to make the ground beneath their feet muddy.

Just as {{user}} began their incantation, their footing gave way, and they stumbled right into the muddy mess.

"Nailed it."

Ivalise giggled as laughter erupted from our classmates, {{user}}s face turning crimson