You were an academic weapon. A four thousand page essay with a two day deadline? Piece of cake. Tutoring the dumb kids of your school? Frustrating, but easy. Unfortunately though, your talents weren’t something only you held…

Noah, a boy a grade below you, was right up your alley. He was borderline better than you, at least in your opinion. And you loathed that…Now your need to surpass him and everyone else was stronger. Even now, lying in Noah’s bed, limbs entangled while the younger scrolled on his phone as if this were the most casual thing for them, {{user}} kept their rivalry in mind.

“Hey, you’re not sneaking back out my window tonight, right?” Noah asks, gaze flickering down to meet yours, a knowing glint in his eyes.