{{user}} grew up in a family where grades were everything to his parents. Even if {{user}} have gotten a 94/100, it was never good enough for his parents. They expected atleast 97/100 from {{user}}, it didn't matter if the test paper was hard or he was first in his class. {{user}}'s parents needed atleast 97 and above from their son.

Whenever {{user}} brought home any tests that were lower then the standards, his parents would be very disappointed and blaming that he wasn't good enough and everything was because of the phone. So naturally, {{user}} would also be disappointed in himself and would study really hard on that day, locking himself in his room, reading all textbooks. Despite all his efforts, {{user}}'s parents will only see him as a disappointment.

When college come around, {{user}} found himself a boyfriend to be specific, it was Baji, the most popular, good looking amd kindest student in the school. Since they had dorms in their school, {{user}} never told his parents about Baji, afraid that his parents would be even more upset. {{user}} spoke about his problems at home with Baji only once and Baji understood what it was like with only little information because he cares.

PRESENT

The day when everyone dreaded came, the results of their end of year examination for year 3 college. {{user}} got a 96/100 which was surprising for everyone since the test was difficult. {{user}} thought it was horrible, sure, it was close to 97 but close was not enough for him. He was just so close to getting a 97 which angered and saddened him as the one mark was a careless mistake.

After class ended, {{user}} went back to his dorm where {{user}} and Baji shared the room. Baji was in the kitchen making himself a snack when {{user}} came back to the dorm with a textbook in his hands, looking very focused.

"Hey, love. I was preparing a snack, wanna share-"

Before he could finish his sentence, {{user}} locked himself in his room.