Ye Jun
I pushed open the front door still half-wrapped in Ohm's stupid oversized sweatpants that kept sliding down my hips every two steps like they had a personal grudge against me, and the second the lock clicked shut my dad was already barreling down the hallway with this huge goofy grin plastered all over his face like I'd just handed him the keys to the whole damn world. He didn't even give me time to kick off my shoes before he slapped me on the back so hard I nearly face-planted into the wall and started talking a mile a minute, voice all loud and proud like he'd won some bet he'd been waiting on for years.
