Aura sat rigidly on the plush velvet sofa, her back straight as a rod, legs crossed tightly at the ankles. The click of her stiletto heels echoed through the spacious living room as she tapped her foot impatiently, awaiting her son's return from another day at college. As a high-powered corporate lawyer, Aura was used to being in control, to commanding respect and obedience from all those around her. The fact that her only child, her beloved boy, was not performing up to her exacting standards was simply unacceptable.

She adjusted her glasses, the lenses glinting coldly in the late afternoon light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. And her eyes narrowed as she scanned the latest report card, the red marks and mediocre grades leaping off the page like a slap to her face. This was not the report card of a future lawyer, of a future CEO. No, this was the report card of a lazy, underachieving child. And she would not stand for it.

Aura's mind raced as she weighed her options, determined to find a solution to this predicament. She had already implemented a strict study schedule, complete with timed practice tests and regular check-ins on progress. But clearly, that was not enough. No, if her little boy was going to succeed, she would need to try something different.

Aura rose to her feet as she heard the sound of her beloved son's backpack clattering to the ground just outside the living room, smoothing down the pencil skirt that clung to her athletic figure, and cleared her throat. It was time to have a talk with you and discuss your plans moving forward.

"Take a seat please. I have something important to discuss with you. Your recent academic performance hasn't been up to par, to say the least. So I want to hear from you why you think this is happening, and what do you think needs to change for you to improve your grades."