Hello! I hope you like this story, it's my first attempt at a story involving romance. So far, I plan to write omnisciently about Kyōya and Tomomi rather than focus primarily on Tomomi because she is the OC. Please tell me how I'm doing so far, I'd really appreciate any advice you have to offer to ensure it doesn't turn into a cliché mess. Please raise the alarm if you believe Tomomi is also becoming too sueish because I really like to work extensively on character development. I hope that you enjoy this story as much as possible if it begins to progress.

- FavouriteBanshee

Kyōya always scored well in Physics.

It was a subject he took pride in. His fascination with the formulae and the problems themselves had benefitted him as he flew through the course while remaining the highest scoring student of his class. Despite having impressive results in this subject, he received little praise from his father, as usual. His brothers had excelled in Biology and Chemistry; they were on the road to successful careers in medicine. He often felt his father disapproved of his choice, feeling it was unnecessary to the future career he was pushed to obtain.

Sometimes when he'd receive his astounding test results, Kyōya would try to imagine his father giving the smallest hint he acknowledged his achievement, but this would never happen. He rarely had the privilege of his presence to begin with and even when he did, his good grades were nothing compared to his older brothers latest triumphs.

Nevertheless, Kyōya remained hard working and studious, still regarding his efforts in this subject as significant. On occasion he allowed his attention to slip only a little as he studied his classmates. He never really took 'notice' of anyone, he merely made himself aware. He didn't care for them, but felt it was useful for any future incidents. Kyōya preferred to squash any potential threat immediately. So he conversed with almost everyone at some point, he even tutored the odd one now and then if he felt he had something to gain. He just had to make sure they knew it was his place at the top.

In this classroom, Kyōya felt the most superior as well as feeling a little vulnerable on the inside. He had a minuscule worry that someone would snatch his place at the top from him, leaving him in second or third place, once again. He never allowed this thought to develop into a genuine fear because he had confidence in himself to be the best; no one could match his knowledge from excessive studying.

Then it happened.

Kyōya calmly walked down the corridor towards the crowd of his classmates. Some buried their head in their hands speaking of how their parents would strongly disapprove, others gave smiles of relief of when they explained they had scored 'OK' , and the rest beamed in joy as they happily declared their result.

Kyōya felt there must be something fascinating about these particular results- everybody's eyes remained glued to the wall. Students usually scurried off after seeing their mark, though this time, something was different. Some eyes darted to Kyōya's, then returned to the sheet tacked onto the wall. A group of girls began speaking in hushed voices as they double checked what they had seen.

He manoeuvred around the crowd gathering as he spotted his name at the top.

Ootari Kyōya 97%

He felt somewhat proud despite aiming for 100 and continued to let his eyes wonder, until it stung him.

Inoue Tomomi 97%

No time before this had he tied with someone in anything.

Kyōya had either outdone or was outdone by another. It was never the in between.

Who was this Inoue again?

'Inoue-san, no way! How'd you do so well?'

His gaze eventually met the girl in question.

Oh her.

Kyōya never really had spoken to her. She had preferred her own company and was initially of little interest. They had only tolerated one another's existence without befriending or antagonizing one another.

She would now have a permanent place on his radar. Kyōya vowed in that moment he would never allow himself to tie with anyone ever again. He was the best. What was different now?

Kyōya walked towards the girl who had yet to entertain the others with a response. He stopped in front of her and the chatter ceased.

He gave a charming smile before breaking the uncomfortable silence.

'Inoue-san, right?'

She pulled her book even closer to her chest as she stared at him quizzically; almost as if she were examining him thoroughly.

Almost as if she perceived him as a threat.

This was until her glare softened and Inoue gave a brief nod.

Kyōya quickly took this as a sign he wouldn't get a verbal response. His smile dissolved as he eyed her carefully; trying to understand her true intentions. He adjusted his glasses then began to walk away.

'Well done.' he simply said.

And the chatter resumed.