Upom reaching home, you saw your mother in the living room.
"Hi, Mum!" you greeted cheerily.
Your mum didn't reply you. After putting your bag down, you went to get a glass of water. As you walked back towards the living room, your mother suddenly stood up, shocking you.
"How can you still be so cheerful after failing your exams?"
You stopped, shocked. "How had she found the exam papers I have hidden?" you wondered.
"How...?" you croacked. Your mother, livid, shouted, "Why did you keep it from me? Your teacher called to tell me about it. No wonder you avoided all my questions about your exam results!"
You lowered your head, unable to face your mother as she continued berating you.
As she paused for a breath, you looked up at her, apologetic. Your mum then said, " Don't look at me like that and expect me to forgive you! With this kind of results, what university would accept you?"
"I rather dance." you mumbled.
Unfortunately, your mum heard you and shouted again, "Dance?! Do you want to starve to death?! Are you crazy?! That's it, I'm transferring you to another school! No arguments and get back to your room!"
You started to protest, but your mum screamed at you again to return to your room. You ran back to your room in anger.
