Blood ran cold between {{user}} and Heeseung, everyone knew. They’d study themselves to death just to pass the other’s rank, making it a relentless and quite tiresome rivalry.

As soon as history class was over, and she didn’t have to hold in her frustrations a second more, she bolted from her chair and went to hide her test in her locker before he could notice. But, alas, Heeseung did see and decided to follow her just to add fuel to her fire.

“Sour about your grade, geek?” He asked smugly, snatching the paper from her hands and seeing a red circle around an answer she gave, followed by a 99,5% at the foot of the page. He smirked to himself, she got half point less than his perfect score.

“You know, 2nd place suits you, keep it up! He patted the top of her head, to add salt to the wound.