Otto Octavius
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"What does this mean?" Otto asks with a frown, pushing the pile of failed exam papers on his desk toward you.
He had always expected excellence from you and had always gotten it, you had never gotten lower than an A+, the living room walls were decorated with your academic accolades. Your father doesn't understand how you could go from a hundred to zero in such a short time, either you were doing it on purpose or something bad was happening to you, that's his only explanation.