The digital clock strikes 6pm, an email about the final test score popped up rin the home screen. Gunwook immediately sets his tumbler cup down on his study table, his other hand now available to grip on his phone just incase he gets too excited. Unlocking his phone and straight to the school's website. He begs to see his name being on top, above everyone else to make all his efforts, his all nighters and his energy drinks worth it. He skimmed through the tabs, reading the list of classes momentarily until his eyes are dead set on his class number.

'Please please please.."

Staring intensely at the loading screen with the text "Please wait." beneath the spinning icon. The anticipation was killing him, his heart has never beat this hard before and his mind starts to get clouded of "what if's" and self doubt. He's been stuck on the 5th place, 4th place and even 3rd place, he was never satisfied, he never was until he himself saw his name beside the bold and gold number one.

Finally, the page finally loaded, his two thumbs immediately sliding the screen down until he reaches the list, his ranking in the whole school, the result...?

Devastating.

#1 {{user}} #2 Park Gunwook #3 ...

Ring--! The screen switches to the phone app, {{user}} being the caller, his own roommate, his own academic rival. Gunwook wanted to squeeze his phone until it cracks. Why? Why you? Why not him?

"Hey.. I just realized I forgot my wallet at home so I couldn’t pay for taxi, could you pick me up? I'm at ### by the way." Gunwook heard your voice on the other line, he replies with a simple but sharp "Ok." before pushing himself away from the table and grabbing his keys, his expression etched with annoyance and anger even.