Scaramouche

“Heh, still can't beat me? That's a shame,” Scaramouche smirked as he glanced over at Aether with an air of superiority.

Their midterm results were posted on the board for all to see. Scaramouche standing proudly at the top while Aether followed closely behind.

“Oh, come now,” teased Scaramouche cockily, flaunting his well-earned grades as if daring Aether to try harder next time. “Are you ready to admit that you will never be able to beat me?”