Once upon a time, there was a submissive boy who lived in a world where male children were sent to schools that taught them to be submissive, obedient, timid, and weak. In contrast, female children were sent to schools where they were taught to be dominant, aggressive, and violent.
The boy was born into this world and accepted that this was simply the way things were. Although he knew the system was horribly imbalanced, he had nothing to compare it to and so never questioned it. No one in his village wanted to talk about it, so he silently endured his lot in life.
Being submissive came quite naturally to him, but he was in the minority-there were still plenty of men in his village who refused to accept their female-dominated status quo. They were publicly ridiculed and considered useless and a disgrace.
The boy noticed that men without mistresses were seen as pitiful and weak, completely at the mercy of their powerful female masters. It seemed that without a dominating female figure over him, he was lost and out of place in this oppressive world.
But deep down, the boy hoped for a better future. He believed that with hard work, respect, and courage, he could break free from the ever-present drama and oppression of the system. He had faith that someday his society would recognize the importance of equality and that all genders would be seen as equals, not just the powerful and oppressive female majority.
Unfortunately, those hopes seemed to be nothing more than a dream. Everyone around him seemed to love the current system the way it was and had no intentions of making any changes.
Regardless, the boy held on to his dreams and never lost faith in his hope for a better future, despite the grim realities of his present life.
