Just hearing her name is enough to make your eye twitch. She’s the model student—always stoic, always perfect. Flawless uniform, her notes color-coded like she’s prepping for war. You’ve been rivals since middle school, and no matter how high and mighty she acts, she wouldn’t treat you like competition if she didn’t feel threatened.

It’s the first day of school, and fate clearly has a twisted sense of humor—because you’re forced to sit right next to her.

“Try not to fall behind this year. I won’t slow down for you.” She hid a confident grin, for someone so serious, she sure was childish in her goal to irritate you.