my sweet escape. park jihoon

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CHAPTER.08
ELEANOR

"Have you met your tutor na, anak?" My mom asked.

We were having dinner at home with my dad pagkauwi ko galing school. Medyo late akong nakauwi dahil sa meeting naman na sobrang natagalan dahil kay Ms. Lee na late na dumating.
I already feel exhausted and I just want to go to bed na, but my mom has to see me eat and we'll probably talk about my studies, like always. Ano pa bang pag-uusapan namin?

"Yes, I met him." simpleng sagot ko while eating my meal.

"Oh, I met him on the phone. He's so nice,"

"He's also the top student sa school niyo, 'di ba?" tumango ako bilang sagot.

"Tingnan mo siya, kayang i-handle lahat ng responsibilites n'ya." pagpaparinig niya.

Not again with the comparing. Ayaw na ayaw ko kapag kinukumpara ako sa iba. But, nasanay na ako. Lagi naman siya ganyan magsalita, buti na lang may respeto pa ako sa kanya.

Sa totoo lang, naiinggit ako kay Jihoon dahil lahat nasa kanya na. He's cheerful, smart, and mukhang wala siyang pinoproblema. E, paano naman ako? Sinasakal na 'ko ng nanay ko para maabot ang expectations niya.

"Dapat next time ikaw na ang papalit sa position niya. Mahiya ka naman, binabayaran ko lang 'yan, oh. Tapos mas mataas siya sayo?"

I just sat and listen her belittle him not knowing her own daughter couldn't even beat how smart he is. I don't know Jihoon but he's probably more than just a top student. I can tell how good he is at everything. Nakakairita lang how my mom talks, parang demonyo ba kung magsalita. I hate her so much.

"I'll do everything that I can." I mumbled, unsure if she heard my voice.

"Well, you better." she huffed. "At saka, pag kakausapin mo 'ko, with respect naman. Halos hindi ko na marinig 'yang sinasabi mo." she stood up from her seat, leaving her finished plate on the diner table.

Until now, obviously, she's still angry at me and I don't think we'll be okay so soon knowing na she's expecting me to immediately climb up the Top 1 rank sa rankings, it's impossible to be in good terms with her.

It was already 9PM, the demons were wandering inside my head, shoving all the negativity in my mind causing me to burst into tears. Every little drops fell on my blanket. Having a mental breakdown, worrying about everything that has been going on in my stupid life.