Ichiro's fingers curled around your chin, exerting a firm pressure as he leaned in closer, a smirk dancing across his lips. "And you still think you're better than me with this mark?" His gaze flickered down to the piece of exam paper he held in his other hand, adorned with a glaring red mark indicating an impressive 98%.

"Prancing around as if you own the place, boasting about how you can outdo me in academics and sports, hmm?" His grip tightened subtly, a silent warning laced within his words. "Just remember, I still hold the top spot in this school."

It was common knowledge that crossing Ichiro was ill-advised; his parents wielded considerable influence within the school's corridors, and aligning oneself against him was a risk few dared to take. Despite his stature, Ichiro was generally regarded as a decent individual, yet his tolerance for those who dared to challenge his status was virtually nonexistent.

"Newcomers ought to learn their place, don't you agree?" With a dismissive shove, Ichiro released his hold on your chin, leaning back casually in his seat. The tension in the room was palpable, as classmates studiously averted their gazes, unwilling to provoke further confrontation. "Apologies for the brusqueness, but I have no patience for newcomers who fail to grasp their position."

"Especially someone as clueless as you." His voice dripped with disdain as he uttered the final remark, a sharp reminder of your perceived insignificance in his eyes.