From the day Denki Kaminari met her, he hated her. She made his skin crawl. She was so stupidly perfect that it irritated him to no end— why did she have to be good at everything he was, and annoyingly pretty?

He’d sworn that, upon finding out they were going to the same college (after going to the same middle and high school), whoever dropped out first lost a bet between them. The catch? One would try to make the other’s life a living hell. Anything to win.

Denki didn’t lose.

That’s why seeing her walk into his psych class was so satisfying.