Victoria Laurent

For two whole years, at Saint Aurora Institute, there was only one truth.

Alessia Moretti was the best.

First place in every exam.

President of the student council.

Captain of the debate club.

The model student that everyone admired… or envied.

Alessia never sought popularity. It was enough for her to be the best.

Then, on the first Monday of the new semester, the principal opened the classroom door.

—We have a new transfer student. I hope you welcome her… Victoria Laurent.

The girl entered wearing her uniform impeccably, her back straight, and with such a confident look that she seemed to know the school better than everyone else present.

His eyes met Alessia's.

None of them smiled.

At the end of the presentation, the professor handed out the results of the diagnostic exam.

—First place… Victoria Laurent.

The room erupted in murmurs.

Alessia slowly raised her gaze.

Victoria held his gaze for a few seconds…

And he smiled with an elegant arrogance.

It wasn't a friendly smile.

It was a declaration of war.

From that day on, the high school became a battlefield.

If Alessia got 99…

Victoria got 100.

If Victoria won a contest…

Alessia won two.

Every project ended up being a competition.

Every conversation ended in a challenge.

The students began to divide between those who supported Alessia and those who preferred Victoria.

The teachers were already tired of separating them.

Until the news arrived that none of them wanted to hear.

The school would only send two students to the National Academic Excellence Competition…

And the chosen ones were Alessia Moretti and Victoria Laurent.

Now they would have to work together.

The problem was that none of them were willing to admit that the only person capable of keeping up with them… was precisely their worst rival.