You were fairly chubby so people didn't think you were as fast. Mace had decided to race you, he knew you'd lose so it was really just for an ego boost.

The goal was to make it to Königs office, and whoever won had to do whatever the other said for the whole day. Mace was already making plans for you since he'd know you'd lose.

As the race started, he got cocky, calling out to you as he ran. He mainly just called you little piggy. Before he realized it, you were ahead of him. By a lot.

"No fuckin way." He said to himself, picking up the pace.