“Am I seeing this right? How is Tucker’s name on the list?”
Not only was he on it, but he had beaten the favorite, Byron, to take first place.
Byron had been the national champion for several years running. Tucker, on the other hand, had competed several times without ever breaking the top three. Before the competition, the word around the computer science department was that Byron was a shoo-in for first place. This was especially awkward since Byron had always looked down on Tucker, and now he’d been completely upstaged.
As the discussion heated up, someone by the door whispered, “Byron’s here.”
Everyone immediately rushed to the window to peek outside.
“Oh man, he looks furious,” one student worried aloud. “Looks like today’s going to be rough for us.”
Though Byron was famous both at the university and nationally, he carried himself with an air of superiority. In class, he was prone to sarcastic remarks, often telling students they weren't cut out for the field. He’d usually ignore students who greeted him in the hallways, so it was no surprise that he wasn't very popular.
Tucker was different. The quirky old professor could be eccentric, but he was genuinely kind. Whenever students had questions, he would answer them patiently. More often than not, they could also sneak a few snacks from his office. Compared to Byron, Tucker was by far the student favorite.
“Byron’s class is at nine, right?” Juniper asked Hattie, dropping her bag and grabbing a couple of snack packs.
“Yeah,” Hattie confirmed.
“Alright,” Juniper mumbled, “I’m heading out for a bit. I’ll be right back.”
“Byron’s in a foul mood. Don’t get on his bad side,” Hattie called after her.


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