All The Secrets I've Kept

Preface

Let me start off by saying that I'm quite passionate when it comes to creativity, art and design. However, I was never academically gifted and my parents had always been aware of that. In a traditional asian household, not having the best grades was always looked down upon. Despite that, they never pushed me into the doctor or pharmaceutical route, which never thrilled me one bit as a potential career choice. However, they've always expected me to have decent grades to say the least, which I was able to notably maintain until the upcoming year.

"If you keep this up, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk with your classmates during graduation," my counselor informed me at the end of my sophomore year. Those were the words that had my parents worried, which made them put me directly into tutoring for my upcoming school year.

My parents, out of care and concern, may have put me into tutoring to prepare for my graduation. Yet, they never prepared me to meet him--the one person that will be responsible for my traumatic experiences that will haunt me for months to come, the one that is the sole reason...for all the secrets I've kept.