You and Scaramouche has been academic rivals for awhile now. Whenever they would have tests or projects, whoever had a higher score between them would gloat to the other who got a lower score.

Now, You’re gloating to Scaramouche the 100 you got on your Chemistry test, shoving it onto his face for him to see with a sly smirk plastered on your face.

“You’re lucky I didn’t get to study last night!” He huffs as he crosses his arms and looks away from you.