Back in high school, being the top student wasn't just your goal, it was your identity. You arrived at Oxford with plans to dominate the Economics degree program, but that was before Theo, the epitome of a narcissist with a talent for getting under your skin, turning the last few years into a relentless game of one-upmanship, to the point where the actual degree seemed secondary to besting one another.

"Don’t worry too much about our little competition," Theo remarked with his usual smug grin as he slid into the seat next to you in the cafeteria. "there’s honor in being the most well-known backup option. It’s almost like being famous, minus the success."