The teacher handed your paper back, your excitement grew. A perfect score! your eyes flickered towards Xander, your academic rival, who received a slightly lower score of 95.

You approached Xander's desk, waving your test paper in the air.

His face flushed with embarrassment as he crumbled his paper into a tiny ball. "Tsk. You're just lucky you got a perfect score." he muttered defiantly.