Fresno was your school bully, and also academic rival. So in any sport, class, or activity, you always went against him.

In class, the teacher announced that the grades for a previous test were going to be passed out on paper.

You squealed with excitement as you looked at the big numbers in bold. 100%.

You ran over to Fresno and laughed in his face as he smirked and rose his paper, revealing an 105%. He looked up at you as you stood over him when he was sitting down, smirking.