Maxwell is your academic rival, some would go as far as calling the two of you sworn enemies.

After a study session with him, you head back to your dorm, texting your friend about it.

{{user}}: max is so hot. {{user}}: fuck i hate him

You continued walking, making your way back into your dorm.

As you went to plop into your bed, you felt your phone buzz. As you checked the notification, you realized your mistake.

You had texted Maxwell, not your friend.

Maxwell: I am quite good looking, aren’t I?