Faced with her questioning, I felt a little embarrassed and admitted that I studied half an hour more every day.
I thought she would be even more angry when she heard that, but she left without saying a word.
Until another exam, she still failed to pass it. She cried in the classroom. And our teachers and classmates comforted her.
In the evening, she asked me to meet her in a park.
She asked me again if I had been learning secretly, and I generously admitted that I still studied half an hour more every day.
She cried when she heard this.
Only then did I realize that she was crying because she studied secretly until one o'clock in the morning every day, but was still surpassed by me time and time again.
We were all very naive and silly at that time. I just watched her cry and didn't know how to comfort her.
It was time for another exam.
I deliberately made two mistakes in the answers and lost to her.
These two mistakes were very childish. And I was criticized by the teacher in public and was called to the office for a lecture.
While I was in the office, Fiona took a look at my test paper and knew that I did it on purpose.
She asked me to meet her on the weekend.