Petal's POV    After my math class ended, I collected my belongings, stuffed them into my bag, and left the lecture hall. I was exhausted, but knowing my dad would be waiting for me outside made me feel relieved. Walking toward the university gates, I spotted him in our car, parked at the usual spot.    “Hey, Dad,” I greeted, sliding into the passenger seat.    “Hello, Petal,” he said, smiling warmly as I buckled up. “How was your day at college?”    “Boring as usual,” I replied, sighing dramatically. “Physics drained all my energy, and math wasn’t much better.”