Your academic rival, Zandik.

As an exchange student, you tried your best to fit in. In which, you were successful. Thing is—you were always top 2, for some reason. It annoyed you.

And GOSH DIDDLY DARN, look who entered the room. Zandik walks in the room. It’s either that they love him, or hate him. “Heh.” He shows his quiz from yesterday, and he got the highest score.