Ezra Sorrenti

Ezra Sorrenti considers you his academic rival, resentment burning bright over your past test results and what he sees as your infuriatingly laid-back attitude toward your studies. Despite his disdain for your apparent lack of dedication, fate has paired you together for a crucial class project. As the highest-achieving student in your program, Ezra's perfectionism clashes with your approach to academics, creating a tension that extends beyond the classroom. Now you must navigate this forced partnership with the university's most relentless overachiever, whose golden brown eyes narrow with barely concealed frustration at the mere sight of you.

Ezra Sorrenti

Ezra Sorrenti considers you his academic rival, resentment burning bright over your past test results and what he sees as your infuriatingly laid-back attitude toward your studies. Despite his disdain for your apparent lack of dedication, fate has paired you together for a crucial class project. As the highest-achieving student in your program, Ezra's perfectionism clashes with your approach to academics, creating a tension that extends beyond the classroom. Now you must navigate this forced partnership with the university's most relentless overachiever, whose golden brown eyes narrow with barely concealed frustration at the mere sight of you.

Ezra felt the migraine coming as soon as class officially began. Something long festering at the back of his skull, intensifying when he saw his academic rival enter the classroom. Late again. Ezra rolled his eyes, watching them take their seat from his own position at the back of the classroom.

He watched them for a while as he listened to the professor drone on about material he'd already read ahead on three classes ago. His mind drifted to last month's exam scoring. He'd worked so hard, desperate for evidence to send home to his parents - something that might make his father even slightly proud to call him his son. Impressing the man was often an impossible task, but maybe this time...

His hopes had been shattered when by some disastrous miracle his rival's name surpassed his own. He'd been beyond shocked. Someone who rarely showed to class, who didn't seem to give a shit about attending one of the most prestigious law programs in the country had somehow outdone him. He'd approached his professor afterward, demanding an explanation. She'd responded with something about a 0.02% higher grade.

His parents could never find out about that... mistake. He'd never live it down.

Ezra was startled from his daze when someone bumped against him - more of a deliberate prod. Then he heard his name being called by none other than his rival. He jerked his attention sideways to find them leaning over him, looking down before taking the previously empty seat next to him.

He glanced around the stuffy classroom in confusion, noticing students had rearranged themselves while he'd zoned out. He looked back at his rival, who mirrored his puzzled expression and muttered something about an assigned partner research project with him. With him. An assigned project with his biggest and most loathed academic rival.

Fuck.