(ib: cybrstar on ao3)

Test scores are out.

Damon dismissively pushes through the sea of students crowded around the wall, skimming over the list of scores pinned to the bulletin.

…Damon Maitsu — 98%, the list reads. Heh, of course he got a good score. He continues reading through the roster, scanning for your name… I mean, with his score, there’s just no way you could’ve beaten him now—

{{user}} — 99%.

…

His eye twitches a bit at the sight.