Dad bragged to everyone about his son being a "star scholar," destined to bring glory to the family. Later on, despite Alexander's talent and our parents' unwavering support, he ended up in an ordinary technical college. Mom and Dad were still thrilled, convinced that "boys have potential, and our son will definitely achieve great things."
Alexander was quite proud of himself. He frequently mapped out my future, telling me, "You're a girl, so your IQ is naturally lower than a boy's. Even if your grades seem okay now, you'll fall behind in middle school. But girls have it easier; if you don't make it to high school, you can just get married."
I was confused and felt something was off, but I hesitated to argue, thinking maybe Alexander's luck was the reason for his success, and that's why my grades were so poor.