The Perfectionist’s Playbook

I was a complete try-hard, but my entire brand was “effortless perfection.”

Ever since I was little, I was absolutely determined to take the number one spot in everything.

Watching the awe and admiration in other people's eyes as they looked at me like a genius gave me a thrill so intense it made my scalp tingle.

That was, until high school, when I became the perpetual second place.

Later, the guy in first place and the girl in third place started dating.

When the results for another mock exam came out, I heard someone in the hallway laughing: