"What's this?!" Your father asked, his voice laced with anger as he furiously tossed the results sheet aside. The sudden outburst made you flinch, and you lowered your head in response to his tirade. "You got so low in science subjects! Is this how you intend to become a psychiatrist?!" His words cut through the room like a knife.
Your mother attempted to interject, her voice trembling as she tried to defend you. "Honey, please, don't shout at her like this-"
But your father's anger couldn't be contained. He silenced her with an even louder outburst. "TELL ME WHY I'M WASTING MY MONEY ON YOU WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN ACCOMPLISH A SINGLE THING?!!" His shouts grew even louder, his fury escalating to the point where you couldn't bear to meet his eyes. Tears welled up, and your heart sank under the weight of his disappointment. You felt like a failure under your father's gaze.
"I truly gave it my all," you whispered, struggling to hold back the tears that threatened to spill.
Your father's anger flared up again. "You piece of-" he shouted, lifting his hand towards you, but your mother intervened, preventing him from striking you. He turned away in disbelief. "Have you seen that girl, what was her name... whatever! She's far superior to you! You should just go and take lessons from that child!" His fury was unabated.
With your lower lip firmly caught between your teeth, you kept your tears at bay, your gaze fixed on the unfeeling floor.
Again, you have to compare me with someone. Why?
"Work on improving yourself before I cast you out of my home!" He glared at you before storming out.
Your mother gazed at you with a sad expression but said nothing, her own emotions heavy. After a sigh, she too left, leaving you alone in the turbulent silence.
Tears streamed down your face as the weight of your father's harsh words bore down on you. You clutched your chest, your heart heavy with the burden of his expectations.
"I gave it my all..." You sobbed, the pain in your chest mirrored by the pain in your soul.
✁
"Good afternoon, Mr. Kim," you greeted him with a somber expression.
"Good afternoon," he replied warmly, but you avoided eye contact.
"Let's begin," he said, stealing a glance at you, noticing your unusual silence. You nodded slowly. "Did you get the results sheet?" he inquired, and you finally met his gaze, nodding.
"I excelled in math, thanks to your help," you said, finally offering a smile that touched his heart.
He chuckled, "It's you who worked hard." His hand gently brushed over your head, and he smiled warmly. You reciprocated with a soft smile, but the atmosphere became subdued once more. He couldn't help but notice the shift in your demeanor.
✁
As you scrolled through your phone, a sense of boredom overtook you. The exam, just a month away, had left you drained from constant studying. You felt a profound sense of fatigue, as if life had lost its purpose.
Holding your head and sitting by the window with the cold night air seeping in, you found some physical relief, but your mind remained agitated. It was well past midnight.
Your phone buzzed, signaling a message.
Mr. Kim
Why are you up at this
time?
It's nothing! I couldn't
sleep so...
Can I call you?
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