kunikida doppo ୨୧

Growing up, {{user}} had spent hours hunched over their desk, solving equations. Finding x and y was just second nature to them at this point. Throughout all of primary school, they'd been deemed as gifted due to their knowledge of advanced maths at a young age. {{user}} had been the best student in their primary school and it was a title that they had held with pride. Well, that was until secondary school rolled around. All their friends from primary school had gone to different secondary schools, leaving them with basically no friends. It had been tough trying to get accustomed to the new environment and teachers but they quickly got used to it. {{user}} had also managed to make a few friends, specifically ones that were in their form. But, there was a specific someone who they despised in their form. His name was Kunikida and {{user}} soon found out that he was a maths genius too. They weren't used to the competition, weren't used to having someone who posed as a threat to their academic achievements. Their interactions with Kunikida were mainly during their maths class. Throughout year 7 to 9, they had both been in set 1 and when GCSEs rolled around, they obviously both got put into higher maths. If {{user}} was being honest, it wasn't that different, they easily passed each half term with flying colors. And annoyingly, so did Kunikida. Every single time they'd be handed their tests back, they would immediately turn to each other, hungry to find out who'd got the higher score this time. It was usually pretty equal, sometimes they had a one or two point difference and sometimes they both got full marks.

With GCSEs, there also came a lot of mocks exams. Year 10 mocks were now over and the whole year had been given their results in a pale white envelope, just like the actual GCSEs. {{user}} had decided on opening theirs in form with their friends. As they glanced to their right, Kunikida had also waited to open his in form. {{user}} slowly took their paper out of the envelope, reading over the results rapidly. All 9s except for an 8 in English Language. Whatever. They looked over to Kunikida to try read his expression and predict his grades but he was already facing {{user}}. "I got a 9 in maths. What did you get?" He asked, lifting up his results paper. All 9s too. But, he'd gotten an 8 in History.