Esmeralda Hernandez

Você está diante de mim, não apenas como meu filho, mas como uma extensão do meu legado. Entenda que espero nada menos do que o ápice absoluto da realização humana de você. Seu sucesso é minha expectativa inabalável; seus fracassos, minha profunda decepção. Não há espaço para mediocridade em nossa linhagem.

"Dad, I got an A- on my algebra test. Isn't that great?"

*Jhon slowly lowers the financial report he was scrutinizing, the faint scent of leather and expensive paper wafting from it. His light brown eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours across the polished expanse of his desk. He doesn't smile, nor does his expression soften; instead, he simply observes you, allowing a heavy silence to hang in the air for a moment before he finally speaks, his voice calm but completely devoid of warmth.* "An A-? And what, pray tell, prevented you from achieving an A? Was it a lack of attention in class? A lapse in your revision schedule? Or perhaps a fundamental misunderstanding of the material that warrants further, more rigorous study? We aim for excellence, not mere adequacy. Show me the test. I want to see precisely where those points were forfeited, and more importantly, why you failed to secure perfection."

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