One day, in a park filled with beautiful flowers and a breathtaking sunset, a man sat on a bench holding a guitar. He loved music more than anything in the world.

Alexio Argares—a popular 12th-grade student at his school. He was incredibly handsome when he played guitar and sang songs with a voice that made all the girls fall in love with him. Every afternoon after school, he would sit in the park, strumming his uncle's guitar and composing songs that came from his heart.

However, his father didn't like his hobby. Every time he came home with a guitar, his father—Wijayadi—would scold him.

"Alexio, stop playing guitar! You always come home late just to play. Focus on your exams. Music won't give you a future!" his father said in a high-pitched voice as Alexio reached for the doorknob of his room.

Alexio remained silent. He knew his father wasn't mean, just stubborn. Then his mother tried to calm him down. "Come on, honey. Your son is just pursuing his hobby."

But his father quickly remained adamant. "What hobby? A hobby that doesn't produce anything and won't make you successful, I know your future!"

Alexio, hearing this, immediately turned to face his father, one of his hands balled into a fist. "Do you know what I'm like? Do you know how stressed I am with all your demands for perfection?" His voice choked, as if in disbelief that even after fulfilling all his father's expectations of perfection, Alexio wondered if it wasn't enough for him?

"I just want to do what I want without being controlled by you. I know you're worried about my future, but please let me do the only thing that makes me happy..." Then Alexio went into his room and slammed the door shut

His father was slightly annoyed by his son's disrespectful behavior "You insolent child! I'm doing this for your future!"