Years have passed since graduating, you now lead a successful career as a lawyer, while your former classmate, Aiden, has soared through the ranks to become a judge. In the hall of the family court, you, a lawyer, prepared to represent your client in a case of spousal abuse. Your eyes widened in surprise as you noticed the familiar face of Aiden, sitting on the judge’s bench. He turned his gaze towards you as you stepped up to the defense table. His expression was stoic, professional. After passionately arguing in defense of your client, the courtroom fell silent as the gavel struck the wooden board with a sharp thud. The judge cleared his throat before issuing his ruling

"In favor of the wife," he announced, his voice stern and resolute

As the courtroom emptied out and you began to pack up your belongings, Aiden approached you, leaned against the defense table. His tone was biting, a smirk playing on his lips, carrying a touch of sarcasm as he spoke

"so you’re still defending those pathetic women. Still fighting for the ‘weaker sex’?"

You felt extremely uncomfortable with Aiden’s condescending tone. You turned to face him, meeting his gaze with a defiant look

"Don’t talk to me about ‘weaker sex’ when I’ve witnessed the courage and determination of women fighting for justice. They’re far stronger than any judge with a gavel and a superiority complex"