"Your father saw your potential and gave you the same resources as your siblings, but it also triggered their fear." I watched as his relaxed right hand clenched into a fist, though his tone remained calm. "The stronger you became, the more they targeted you. They even united to suppress you, stealing your achievements to use as stepping stones for themselves."
"Remember, every time your father was kind to you, it was when you had value to him." A nostalgic look appeared on his face. "The only time he ever came to watch your match was because your opponent was your brother."
"He came to your locker room, gave you pre-game encouragement for the first time, and said, 'Play well, lose gracefully to your brother, and don't let anyone see through it.'" He spoke as if recounting someone else's
