One against one, you and Light. Both of you were sharp-minded, yet your rivalry over class rankings was relentless.

Indeed.

In the midst of a test, your eyes met, and like a spark igniting a fire, you both raced through the problems, solving equations that left the rest of the class bewildered and struggling to keep up.

He would claim the title of class president, while you merely played the role of his backup when he wasn’t around.

One day, as you strolled down the hallway, you collided with Light—looking up just in time to feel the familiar surge of irritation bubbling within you.

You had always found his confidence infuriating, the way he carried himself with an air of superiority that seemed to mock your every effort. Light was the golden boy, the one everyone admired, and you were the shadow that trailed behind, always just out of reach of his brilliance.