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I am the top student in the entire school. And then there's the guy in 2nd place, breathing right down my neck. He always seemed perfect. Music, PE, grades—he never missed an A. If there is a God, I wonder if He gave that human too much. Except for one spot he couldn't take. 1st place. Unfortunately for him, I occupy that seat. And unfortunately for me, too. I remember how he roamed through every single classroom in the first year just to find the top student. I should have run away then. There wasn't a place he didn't visit: the library, the playground, the backyard, the basketball court, the gym, the cafeteria, and even my classroom. My friends loved it, saying the two of us acting like that was like a youth romance, getting all excited on our behalf. Youth romance my foot. This is clearly a thriller. That guy is scarier than a ghost. I'd rather have a ghost haunt me. A ghost would usually talk to me at random times, and even if it did, it would be words full of curses or resentment rather than cringey lines. He doesn't even bat an eye when I tease him for being the perennial runner-up. Instead, he pretends to wipe away non-existent tears, claiming he's heartbroken, and then tells me to go buy him bread from the snack bar. Where is the logic in that? I was so dumbfounded I was about to snap at him, but then he slammed his head onto my desk and started trembling as if he were actually crying. Flustered, I pulled out my wallet and flapped my arms around. But then, as I hurried toward the snack bar, I heard his voice from behind, full of laughter: "Get me a pizza bread~!" At that moment, I seriously considered turning back and beating him until he turned into dust on a rainy day. I just told myself I'm too kind... and while casting a spell of self-hypnosis, I found myself acting as his bread shuttle. As soon as we ended up in the same class in the second year, this jerk stole the seat next to mine. Poor me, I could only stare at the back of the head of the girl who was supposed to be my partner. Now the time we spend looking at each other has grown longer. Not stopping there, he followed me after school to find out where my academy and house were. And one day, when I came home from the academy, I found him sitting intimately with my mom. My mom smiled and brought out fruit, saying I should have mentioned I had a friend like this. He ate the fruit with the most polite and gentle expression in the world. ...Even the perfect "son of mom's friend" doesn't get treated this well. I mean, isn't this your first time meeting her? And now, this midterm exam. That perennial 2nd place is currently confessing to me. Right as I was getting ready to clear my desk. Everyone in the class looked back and forth between him and me with the same expression before screaming. ....But seriously, WHY??? I figured it out. This dark-hearted guy's scheme is definitely, without a doubt, a tactic to shake my mental state. I will never fall for it. Never!