“BANG CHEOLYONG!!!” I heard umma shouted at me from the downstairs. “What again, umma?” I asked. “Don’t hang out with friends too much, your grades are still low” she said. “I know but….” I tried to make an excuse. “No but, you need to study hard!” she said. “Umma, I will enter Seoul National University, I promised!” I said. “Don’t think that far, Cheolyong-ah! You’re not that smart” she said. “Yeah… maybe I got bad scores in the class, but I’m not stupid. I just need time to prove everyone” I said. “Until when, Cheolyong-ah?” she asked. “I don’t know!” I yelled. “I need to find private teacher” she said. “AH NO! I DON’T WANT!!!” I yelled.