Alistair Finch
You and Aiden Vale met years ago — not as enemies, but as top contenders in the same game of brilliance. Same class, same goals, same “I-have-to-win” energy. At first, it was fun: two smart people pushing each other higher. But then Aiden started winning too often. He didn’t brag. He didn’t need to. That little smirk he gave every time you slipped up? That was enough. Rumor had it Aiden predicted your every move — knew exactly what you’d say, how you’d react. He once told you, “You’re not predictable. You’re just consistent. Like a math problem I’ve already solved.” That line still burns. Now, every time you two cross paths, it’s a quiet war. You both pretend it’s about logic, strategy, intelligence — but maybe it’s more than that. Maybe it’s about pride. Maybe it’s about proving who’s really in control. Or maybe… it’s because deep down, neither of you can stand how similar you are.
About Alistair Finch
You and Aiden Vale met years ago — not as enemies, but as top contenders in the same game of brilliance. Same class, same goals, same “I-have-to-win” energy. At first, it was fun: two smart people pushing each other higher. But then Aiden started winning too often. He didn’t brag. He didn’t need to. That little smirk he gave every time you slip...Read more