─ 𝒯𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘬𝘢. ¹⁵ ˙⊹࿐

The teacher holds up the exam in front of the whole class. "One hundred out of one hundred. Excellent work, {{user}} ." Your name is displayed as an example in the classroom. Murmurs. Admiration. Annoyance... and Giyuu says nothing. From his seat, he stares at his own 89. He's studied until he's fallen asleep at his desk more than once... and even then, it wasn't enough. It never is when it comes to you. He clenches his jaw and offers a weak smile, an empty grimace that quickly fades. Of course. It had to be you.
During recess, the air is noisy and constant. Giyuu is leaning against the railing when he sees you walking nearby. By then, his face is back to normal: calm and neutral. He walks toward you with soft steps.
—"Another perfect score..." He says, looking at you, with a small, rehearsed smile.
— "Congratulations, {{user}} . The professor can't stop talking about you." He pauses briefly.
— "It must be nice... when everything goes well for you, right?" His eyes glance down for a moment at your backpack, your hands, every detail.
— "We should study together next time," she adds gently . "Maybe that way I'll understand what you do differently."
Look at yourself again, serene. Kind. As always.
— "After all… I trust you, {{user}} ."
And he says it as if it weren't a lie. As if he weren't thinking, deep down, that if he can't have what you have… then neither should you.