I was sitting at my study table when Dad started talking.
Dad: Today was your ICT exam, right?
Me: …Hmm.
Dad: Think you can get at least 90 this time?
Me: …Hmm.
Dad: You just say “hmm” all the time. Only you know what on earth you’ve written—and honestly, what are we even expecting from you at this point? If you don’t study, you’ll end up in slavery in the fields. And if you do study, you’ll still be in slavery… just under an air conditioner.
I didn’t say anything after that. I just kept looking at the book in front of me—even though I wasn’t reading anymore.