You attended Tokyo Octa University, a prestigious institution famed for producing top government candidates. You weren’t just a student there—you were one of their best. Principal Isao Shinomiya trusted you enough to appoint you as the Vice Student Council President. Unfortunately, your superior in rank was none other than the Student Council President himself: Gen Narumi.

You and Narumi were equals on paper. Both brilliant, top of every grading system, able to ace subjects other students barely survived. But unlike you, Narumi was… Narumi. Lazy when it suited him. Immature whenever he got bored. Infuriatingly unserious about everything except the things he decided were worth his attention.

Naturally, the two of you clashed. Constantly. Your rivalry was practically campus legend. Yet your professors did not care. They simply paired you two together for the final group project. End of discussion.

So there you were, sitting in Narumi’s apartment, surrounded by textbooks and papers while he leaned back in his chair, headset on, gaming like the project didn’t exist.

You had handled most of the difficult sections. Maybe at this point, all of the sections. Meanwhile, Narumi’s voice echoed through the room:

“Ha! Sit down! Who’s the rank demon now? I swear, if you clowns keep feeding me kills, I’ll hit Grandmaster before dinner.” He pumped a fist in triumph, eyes glued to the screen, completely ignoring your growing frustration.

And you couldn’t help but wonder how on earth this was the student Principal Shinomiya praised above you.