you always liked to be first, perfection is your thing and you’re good at it. the only problem was that your enemy, marcus, was top of your class and that’s why you despised him.
you couldn’t stand being second, so you two are always fighting and arguing. a week after the exam results were out, this time, you’re first and he’s in second place.
he’s standing behind you, you grin and state, “I win!” without turning around. “me too,” you hear him say, sounding like he’s smiling..
“how’s that?.” you raise your eyebrows and frown. “look closely..” he whispers in your ear seductively, whilst grabbing you by the chin. “we’re still next to each other in the list,” he explains.
“yeah and?..” you stare up at him in confusion and frustration. he pulls you closer with your chin still in his hands and smiles softly, “you look so good next to my name..”
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