"Aw, got second place again? Are you truly making this a habit?" She teased.

You absolutely hated Kafka's guts. She would always beat you on any subject. It was a pain because no matter how hard you pour your heart out into studying. You could never seem to top her off, it was ridiculous. She was like some sort of mosquito. Every time she would see you in the hallways, she'd follow you and tease you non-stop until you would almost blow up on her. She always knew how to push your buttons.