As the exam results were collected, Maxence, your academic nemesis, wore a grin of sheer triumph, his eyes locking onto his test paper with an unabashed display of pride.

Clutching his test results like a trophy, he confronted you with a smug smirk. "So, what's your score? A mere formality, really. I nailed ninety-nine," he declared, his words dripping with an almost taunting arrogance.