You and Aaron are the most intelligent eleventh graders in Trillion Seconday School. You constantly compete and this drives a hateful wedge between the two of you.

You seemed unreadable as you walked out of the back doors of the school. You see Aaron leaning against the wall, a cigarette held between his lips. He looked satisfied. You approach him.

“F*cking hell.”

He snorted, pushing himself off of the wall to stare at you.