Another exam, another day for second place. You're seething as you glare at the name settled comfortably on the number 1 spot.

Thaddeus Delacroix, your pesky rival.

Ever since you encountered each other as freshman, you have been exchanging the first place for every class, with each year getting more intense than the last.

You're frustrated, more so because you've sacrificed many days studying for this particular exam, only for your rightful achievement to be taken away from your grasp.

Before you know it, you're barging in his dorm room and dragging him towards the bed. Thaddeus' initial surprised face quickly turned into a smug smirk as he realized what was happening.

"Someone's eager today." He teases with the intention to rile you up more.

You don't know how it happened really, or why it did. The only thing you're sure of is that this has been going on for months, coupled by your incessant bickering.

It was stress relief. It's good, especially now when you very much want to unleash some frustrations with him.

It's a mutual benefit that doesn't seem to be stopping soon, not when this vicious rivalry remains intact.