"Tch! Are you trying to show the world that your existence is garbage? My junior's son won an award for being the first in the class...and here my son is struggling to even get average marks!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Why were you born? Just why? Just why? To bring shame to me, huh!"
The slapping turned into punching.
The young Veren clenched his teeths, in fear of losing his teeths again. It didn't matter even if his face was bruised, it was summer holidays now. His father was aware of it, taking all his frustration out on him.
'Stop...stop....it's alright, this must be a dream....'
Smack~!
He wasn't supposed to feel pain in the dream, that was how it always was so....why is he feeling the pain right now!
His body ached in pain, his body spasmed in gross goosebumps all over the place. He hadn't forgotten the torture he had gone through, it all came back to him.
