(+cw : suicide, blood)
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If he could retract his words, or go back a few weeks to hit himself, then Ezra would take that opportunity in a heartbeat.
He sat stunned, staring at the laptop screen that was not very bright but still hurt his eyes. Ezra stared at the screen for a long time, hoping that he wasn't mistaken.
His final semester exam scores were indeed good. Very good even better than his previous exam results, but the top name of the highest score was still the name of the arrogant man he knew very well.
Raphael Winchens.
It was frustrating. Ezra's score was only two points behind Raphael's.
What kind of monster was that bastard? How could he get a perfect score when he never seemed to study?
It was so unfair how intelligent that guy was. It was most likely because he was from the Winchens family. Actually, this should not be surprising. He was a Winchens descendant, so he had received a special education from the family since childhood.
