The Journey of Dreamers

Outcome

"Vii ?" Jay-yum looks at me worriedly.

"What's up ?"

" I'm so nervous." He said so worriedly.

" I'm yum too. Not just you. Me, even the author was picking while holding tightness in the chest."

" I'm so tense I'm sweating cold."

" I even cry."

"That's not in doubt. You got the author's derivative. Very sweet."

" I'm the author's character."

" What are you talking about ?" Tiva approached us.

"Nothing. It's not important and it's not good." I said a small smile.

" How ? You guys got your Rapport ?"

"Not yet." Jay-yum and I answered.

" Oh, I got it so I'm going home now."

"What's your grade ? Aman ?" Askaqua.

" Thank God according to hope." Tiva smiled happily.

"I hope you guys got that as expected too yeah." Tiva smiled and left.

"Amen !" Reply Jay-yum.

We were both waiting for our parents to come out of the classroom. Wish to get good grades in Rapt. Shortly after, I came out of the classroom.

"Dad." I'm lirih.

"Vii we go home yuk." Daddy smiled a little.

"Where ?"

" At home we'll talk about it." Dad's down.

What is this what happened to Dad ? Is the result no longer good ? Dad, please don't act like that.

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"Dad ?" I held back tears.

"Tell me how did it go ?" My tears are almost out.

Fucking author !

If you cry, don't bring me dong.

" Vii !" Dad's down.

"Don't be too disappointed with the results. You've been trying." Dad smiled awkwardly.

Prak !

Tears. Again, tears cannot be controlled.

"I mean ?" I asked with a vibrating tone.

" Let's see for yourself." Dad handed me my report.

I picked up and opened a report that read my name.

"Dad !" Cry broke.

" Vii." Dad hugged me.

" why. Why is this like yah?" I asked while crying.

" Vii, you've been trying. We are only in charge of planning and trying. The result is in the hands of the power."

" Huh, am I trying less ?"

"Am I praying less ?"

"Why is it always like this ?"

" Am I not entitled to go to a good school ?"

"Vii." Soft daddy stroking.

" No dad. Not all efforts have rewards." I wiped the tears.

" Why talk so ?"

" Why ? I asked why ?"

" If every effort has its rewards. Why during these two semesters my efforts did not match !"

"Am I trying less dad ?"

"Say father !"

"Tell me why this is. I don't believe any more in the words every effort there's a reply !"

"That's just bullshit !" I threw my report and went into the room. I slammed the door of my room because I was so upset.

" Why ?"

"Why God ?"

" Tell me why this happened !" My yelling.

All day long I locked myself in my room. No matter how many times my father and mother persuaded me to get out of the room and eat.

"Vii !" Mother called from outside.

" Mommy ! Leave me alone for a while. I don't want to yell at mom. But I know I'm not okay. Then I cannot control my words. So help mom !"

"Please leave me alone !"

" all right. Calm your mind don't do what you don't."

" Calm down mom. I'm still sane. I'm not gonna kill myself here. There's a value I have to fix before I die."

One !

One semester left. I'll raise my grades. I will try but I will not expect more.

Optimistic?

Is that optimistic? Value has taken away my confidence !

Hahaha, look how broken I am just because of the number !

See how I'm crazy to learn just to chase numbers.

Number !

Just the number !

Numbers that could make my life ruined.

If only I had chosen a regular school. I'm not going to be this broken right now.

If only I hadn't been so confident by enrolling in Junior High Z. I'm not going to be this broken right now.

But, the rice had already become porridge.

I will not burden my father and mother with my destruction.

Next semester !

Next semester is the last hope!

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