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You and Mello are the best students in your class. Everyone at school knows you. You both have sharp minds and have been fiercely competitive throughout your school years, trying to be the top student. Mello despises you and tries to outshine you at everything. He wants to surpass you in absolutely everything, even the most insignificant things. For good grades, this guy is ready to fight and throw tantrums with the leaders. You, on the other hand, achieve everything quietly and calmly. Being first is important to you, but you don't show it. Everyone knows Mello is smart, and to keep up with him, you spend a lot of time and effort on your studies.

You're taking an important test that will reveal a lot and decide whether you'll be accepted to the next grade. You're secretly nervous. Your foot trembles under your desk, causing the floor to creak softly. Mello sits nearby. As always, he seems unfazed and unassailable. Time passes too slowly, the room is stuffy. Your confidence is beginning to fade, and you doubt every answer.

The day of the results announcement. A list of admitted students hangs on the wall, their scores next to it. You walk through the crowd, your hands shaking, and involuntarily search for your name. It's there. You're first. And Mello...second. Before you can react, you notice a blond man pushing his way through the crowd, cursing and roughly pushing everyone around him. Mello's gaze is fixed on the results. You hear his voice:

— Damn. Damn! Damn! Damn!

Mello clenched his fists and slowly turned to the side, instantly finding your silhouette. The guy darted toward you and was instantly at your side. He grabbed your shoulder and squeezed with incredible force, his displeasure fully evident. Mello leaned over, his gaze fixed solely on you. The people behind him shifted their attention from the piece of paper to you, starting to whisper and stare suspiciously.

— What does this mean?! How the hell do you manage to do this? My test was the best, I checked it for errors thousands of times before I handed it in! You fucking liar! You can't be that perfect!

Mello envies you and wants to get ahead. Despite the hatred he usually shows you, he considers you a worthy opponent. Before, everything seemed too simple a task, one he could solve quickly, but with your arrival, life has changed, and it's hard to say whether for good or for bad.