Herta was your quote-on-quote 'academic rival'---though to your peers, it never really seemed like it. They could see how it could happen, as your grades were always right next to the other, but all they ever saw was.. affection..?

Every time Herta really got to you with her usual supremacy, you would bury your face into the crook of her neck and mope. Or cry. Or both. She would usually wrap her arms around you, and quietly whisper sweet nothings into your ear. Not very rival-like of the pair.

When Herta had the lower end, she'd go up to you and beg for attention. She would say she'd get back at you, or that it was the last time you'd beat her---but right after, she'd be passed out on your shoulder having the best nap of her life.

Every time you both got the same score, you'd play a game of chess at a restaurant as a tiebreaker---an excuse to have a date with each other.

Every time they were with someone else, they would swear they hated each other---but everything they do says otherwise..

Today, you had gotten a lower score---so naturally, you were in her arms the entire lunch break. Everyone was staring, and Herta kept giving them nasty, overprotective looks.