tinge of sarcasm

Maureen was still in shock, pointing to her own nose and turning to Liam, "Is the paper marked correctly?

Is it for real?" She used to always rank first back in her small home town, but ever since she arrived here, her grades had never been good, leading her to not only be clueless about her actual academic prowess but also to think this place's teaching quality far outweighed that of small-town.

Thus, she believed her ranking had plummeted from first to last as a result of her moving here.

But who expected that, being unsuppressed, she would rank nineteenth among three classes?

How perplexing.

Liam's heart melted at the sight of her confusion.

He couldn't help but ruffle her hair with laughter, saying, "Little Mask, don't be so shocked.

You scored first in the class but still ask me if you are ranked in the bottom.

Are you intentionally showing off?"