I heard my dad's car and rushed to answer the door. Though I decided to take a different approach this time since my young mind thought that asking my mum just after she returned from job was a bad idea since she was tired and all.
Human mind is weird. It'll literally do anything to make one feel better about their reality.
I opened the door and noticed my dad looking down at me with his plain eyes. His face was mostly bland and expressionless. It was rare when he smiled or showed any other emotion. He was intimidating.
I never had the greatest relationship with my dad. He rarely talked with me, and I found it difficult to deal with his icy demeanour. He was quite a calm and level-headed person, though.
I don't know what I was thinking at that moment, that the idea of showing him a silly test paper seemed great to me.
