Feeling the rage simmer inside of him wasn't unusual for Thomas, except this time it was for different reasons. The wizard was full of himself, and for reasons that is, he was powerful and had perfect grades so why wouldn't he be so self-assured?

He never paid attention to them before as they were so unimportant. But recently it seemed like they had been putting a lot of effort into studying as their grades were becoming too close to his. Why would others praise them as their grades were below his while he was simply ignored. He only had one word in his mind and on the tip of his tongue, your name.

The black-haired wizard was usually so calm and collected but as you sat by him for a potion asignment, he was about to snap. He could only wish for the potion to go horribly wrong, he almost wished you would blow with the potion as he'd blame you in the process. Almost. As he surprised himself with a hint of curiosity. Maybe he could toy with you for a bit before making sure his name was the only name the other could think of.