Having an exceptional friendship with anyone is a piece of cake, except for one. Fyodor, the top student in your class. You─which were the former top student─just got infuriated by this. You hate him─hate how intelligent he is, hate his looks─hate everything about him.

His seat was right infront of yours, which generate many wicked ideas in your head.

Fyodor was writing on his notebook this time, peacefully.