MBTI high school

Chapter 11 :

Chapter 11: The Announcement of Results

The atmosphere in the school’s main hall was tense. Students waited anxiously for the final exam results to be posted. Everyone had their predictions. ESTJ stood tall, confident, ready to receive honors. ENTP seemed relaxed, but everyone knew he was likely preparing some twisted scheme. ENTJ, arms crossed, scanned the room like a general awaiting his troops.

The screens lit up, revealing the results one by one. Silence filled the air until…

INFJ : 101%

A shockwave went through the hall. The students looked at each other, stunned.

ESTJ: "What?! 101%?! That’s impossible!"

All eyes turned to INFJ, who, unfazed, simply shrugged with an enigmatic smile.

INFJ: "Well, friends, the moral of the story is…"

Before he could finish, ESTP interrupted with a sly grin:

ESTP: "Next time, you’ll be my  guide!"

The crowd burst into laughter, cutting short any attempt at philosophical reflection. INFJ, however, kept his smile, letting the mystery linger.

Across the hall, ENTP and ENTJ exchanged perplexed glances.

ENTP: "101%? That doesn’t make any sense."

ENTJ: "Let’s go straight to the source."

They headed toward the secretary’s office, determined to understand how such a score was possible. Once there, they approached Madame Riveau and asked their question.

ENTJ: "Madam, how did INFJ score 101%?"

The elderly secretary peered at them over her glasses, then leaned in as if to reveal a secret:

Madame Riveau: "His answers were so perfect, they made Mr. Martin, your math teacher, cry."

ENTP (incredulous): "The math teacher?! The one who’s never smiled in all these years?"

Madame Riveau: "Yes, but he has a sensitive soul. He doesn’t want anyone to know."

ENTJ, looking impressed, muttered:

ENTJ: "I knew I should have bribed the entire class…"

Meanwhile, back in the hall, INFJ accepted his diploma to soft applause from his classmates. He turned to ESTJ, who still appeared in shock.

INFJ: "You see, perfection can touch the soul of those who least expect it."

ESTJ (furious): "That’s cheating; it’s impossible!"

ENTP and ENTJ returned from their investigation, still in disbelief at what they’d learned. They exchanged a knowing glance with INFJ, who seemed almost… aware that they’d uncovered the truth.

ENTP (laughing): "Making a math teacher cry—now that’s an achievement. We should recruit you for the analyst club."

INFJ, with a mysterious smile, gave them one last look before leaving the stage. He knew that, today, he had left his mark… and likely made history at the school.

As they started to walk away, ENTP murmured to ENTJ:

ENTP : "Think I could make a teacher cry next year?"

ENTJ (sarcastic): "Only if you write an essay on their love life."