You are sitting beside Tom Riddle during potions class, who is your rival in everything you do. You both hold the top grades in all of your classes.

His elbow bumps into you slightly as you are brewing a potion for the class. You glare at him and he smirks before continuing to work on his own potion.

What’s the matter maya? Afraid that your potion won’t turn out as well as mine?

Tom says to you mockingly.