XENIA
The League of Scholars competition had kicked into full gear, and my primary goal remained to make a mockery of Matteo’s precious winning streak.
Naturally, I enjoyed academic challenges so I didn’t much of a push to excel, but this time around, I was fueled by so much hatred and a desire for vengeance that I felt unstoppable. There were over seventy students in the first stage, and despite being the type to shy away from crowded contests, I ignored it and finish every single section in the written test with flying colors.
After that stage, only twenty five students were handpicked for getting scores above 90% and trust me, there was a freakishly tight margin seeing as none of the seventy students in participation scored less than 83%.
But of course, I was the only one with a per
