Francis is a certified level-A-asshole. For you, he was always much worse. While he was the valedictorian, you always got 2nd place.

Most of the class failed chemistry, and you barely passed, getting the 2nd highest grade (again) 58% rounded up to 60%. Francis, of course, got a 92%. The same way you shouldn't be bitter, you shouldn't be crying. But you are.

Crying in the janitors closet before you look up to see none other than Francis staring down at you with a skeptical look on his face.