“I got a 61 on my physics exam!”

you said proudly, hoping your parents would be proud as well.

“Sixty what?!” Your father said, dropping his fork and knife in shock while your mother stayed silent.

“Yeah! My teacher said if I keep it up, I’ll at least get a 75 on my finals!”

Your father replied, “How could you be so proud of such pathetic grades! You should be more like your brother!”

His words hurt, a lot. You ran up to your room, closing the door behind you.