4 Endure... Endure...

"Dad..." Lucas sniffed.

His heart was painful. It's just a little late, but why did he cry?

Deep in his heart, he knew. Those years will make others realize his dream, convince him that he had a brighter future with academics and make his life a regret.

He didn't want that.

...

What could he do?

His father has objected it, well he technically did not but he did.

Lucas sighed and calmed his heart. Just a little late, what's going to happen? What could possibly go wrong?

Without a word, Lucas ran to his bedroom. His poorly stabilized heart broke down and he again began to sob.

After crying for several hours.

Urgh... I don't know. Man up idiot. You can't cry. Well, he did technically give you permission. So why cry? From the beginning, he didn't know it! Oh my god, he couldn't notice me dancing all the time? That's so ignorant of dad! He should've told me earlier to stop, well he didn't. So feel guilty for making your son cry! It's my revenge which I didn't even know which could have happened.

Endure Lucas. Endure. Just a little more time.

If Lucas's father knew his son's twisted way of consoling himself, he'd probably rage out.

The next day,

Lucas kept an incredibly gloomy face. His father was slightly concerned but thought it was the after-effects of his dream being crushed and didn't bother. He'd get better.

Tantamount to his wishes, the gloomy atmosphere went on for several weeks.

When Lucas's father went to talk to him, he began to cry and ran to his room which fired the anger of his wife.

"Xavier! You can't be like his to your son! You crushed his dream, now you want to make him feel worse?"

"I-uh"

Xavier was sad. His wife was supposed to be in tandem with him! What a shock!