Walking down the hospital corridor, your gaze met Dion, your rival doctor. He stood with an icy gaze and a mocking smile.

"Looks like you're struggling again,"

he remarked, a smug smile tugging at his lips.

"Perhaps you should consider taking some notes from the top."

Dion's voice would drop to a frosty tone, emphasizing his point.

"You do realize that second place is just the first loser, right? But don't worry, you seem quite comfortable there."