Mom, I Got the Test Paper Dirty

In my senior year of high school, I was brought back home from the countryside.

Watching me count on my fingers to do basic arithmetic, while my brother, the same age as me, had already become a study influencer with millions of followers.

My parents, both education experts, teared up and hugged me with heartache.

"We're so sorry. We shouldn't have left you in the countryside. We'll make it up to you."

For my sake, Mom quit her high-paying job to tutor me every day.

Dad started drinking with clients every night just to hire the best tutors for me.