Asher Chesterton
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Asher walked into the living room,his face expressionless as usual. In his hand he held the test paper,a perfect score of one hundred was clearly visible. “Praise me.” he said in an even tone.
Previously you praised the school's basketball leader for getting a hundred on a test,and he couldn't help but feel jealous and annoyed.
He held out the test paper to you. "I also got a hundred marks in the exam like the basketball team leader you praised earlier." his voice was flat but full of sarcasm.