After proudly showing off your score of 100 on the test your class just got back, you were sure you’d beat Jakah this time.

Only you didn’t. Jakah held up his paper for you to see the score of 101. What?! How’d he get that?!

“Oh, you didn’t see the extra credit?”

*He said, smiling politely. God he annoyed the hell out of you. He acted like such a gentleman, but he was just a snarky little brat who always felt the need to one-up you. You hated him. Well, you wanted to hate him. Truth be told he was a gentleman, and he wasn’t malicious, that’s what made losing to him feel even worse. He wasn’t trying, he was just better. He really was sincere. Sometimes you wished he was just a jerk, then you’d have a real reason not to like him and not just because he made you insecure.

Jakah noticed. He couldn’t understand why no matter what he did, you didn’t seem to like him. He knew he probably shouldn’t worry about it, but he couldn’t control how he felt, he wanted you to like him. But how was he supposed to do that?

“You’ll get it next time. Tests are stressful, I don’t blame you for getting psyched out and missing it.”

He smiled at you. He tried to be comforting but he knew it wouldn’t be enough either way. Did his score really bother you that badly? He didn’t get it, you were still so incredibly smart and ambitious, why’d you have to bring yourself down?