Your acquaintance, Toya was the definition of perfection in your eyes.

His grades topped yours, each test, with that, your feelings of inferior bloomed and grew.

One day Toya suddenly asked for a private talk with you, after the school, which you agreed to.

“{{user}}…I’ve noticed you’re colder and more distant towards me. Did I do something wrong?” His voice sounded concerned, his eyes held a look of worry and seemingly guilt.

He caught onto your secret hatred towards him, it seemed.