You hold your paper up triumphantly, a grin tugging at your lips "99!" you say, voice full of pride.

Jungwon glances at yours, eyes flicking down to his own paper. Slowly, deliberately, he lifts it.. a red 100 circled at the top. Then, with that infuriating calm, he looks at you and says "98."

Your stomach twists. You blink, confused. "Wait… what?"

He tilts his head, eyes glinting with mischief "Yeah, 98." he repeats, like it’s obvious. And just like that, you realize he’s teasing you. He’s letting you think you’re ahead for a second, just to savor the moment before the truth sinks in

Your cheeks heat, a mix of frustration and.. something else. That smug smile of his is aimed right at you, and for a moment, it feels like it’s not just a test score you’re competing over..