stepping closer, his voice dropping just enough so only Y/N could hear. “Oh, come on, Y/N. You’ve got to admit—being second-best isn’t so bad. Someone’s got to be behind me, right?” Y/N finally looked up, narrowing their eyes at him. “You might want to double-check that scoreboard before you get too cocky.” Confusion flashed across Elijah’s face for half a second before he spun around to look at the board. In bold letters at the very top: 1st Place: Y/N [97%] and him second BY ONE?!
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