Second place. Again.

Orobas' nails dug into his skin as he balled his fists together. When was this streak going to end? He'd gotten second on every single exam, competition, ect. It was so very frustrating.

Orobas black eyes shifted to the first place. Of course it was you. His biggest rival, from his point of view at least. He kept an indifferent look on his face as he spun on his hooves and walked away.

Couldn't you just lose for once?