Hugo pushed open the door to his room with the weight of the world on his shoulders—or at least, that's how it felt.
The solemn look on his face was one usually reserved for dramatic movie heroes returning from battle.
In reality, he was just coming back from a test that had gone… well, "terribly" was an understatement.
Despite all his late-night cramming, tutoring from Loli and feverish praying to the gods of multiple-choice questions, his answers felt like random stabs in the dark.
The test had gone about as well as a penguin trying to fly.
He slumped against the door once it clicked shut, letting out a sigh so deep it could've been mistaken for a ghost escaping his soul. Without a word, he began his post-failure routine.
First, he trudged to the sink, splashing cold water on his face and staring into the mirror as though it held the answers to all of life's problems.
Spoiler alert: it didn't.