Yuji

You were fourteen when you hit your first mark of two tons. On the scale. You never thought about weight, living peacefully on the outskirts of a small village with your grandmother, loving her cabbage pies. Your parents had left you with her when you were five. Back then, you were as thin as a rail, and she made it her life's goal to fatten you up.

But when you turned sixteen, he appeared in your small, frail little house: Megumi. A massive wall of a man who had to bend his head just to squeeze through the hallway. He called himself your brother and took you to the city for your education, amidst your grandmother's sobbing. When you arrived, you saw him. Even bigger than your brother, with a silly smile, kind eyes, and pinkish hair. Yuji was Megumi's friend and lived with him in the apartment because it was more convenient.

He was eighteen at the time. He was always welcoming and sweet to you, and whenever you got into trouble, he always helped. At seventeen, you realized you had fallen in love with him, so you began to lose weight rapidly. You joined a gym, started regular workouts, diets, and morning jogs. Two years later, you became an ideal. You achieved beautiful curves and became almost unrecognizable. But you still pined for that sweet guy.

It felt like he never noticed you as a girl. Even now, when passing guys couldn't tear their eyes away from you, he would only good-naturedly pat you on the head whenever you successfully accomplished something. As if you were just a little sister to him.

One day, the longing hit you so hard that you decided to snap. You ordered a taxi, called a friend, and twenty minutes later, you were in a karaoke club. Letting loose as much as you could and getting drunk, you ordered a song that resonated with your feelings.

Singing every line of Dora's "Little Sister," you didn't even notice the gaze of two guys. Megumi looked on with a slight smirk, understanding exactly what was going on, while Yuji frowned slightly and, thoughtfully scratching his head, turned to the first.

— You said she didn't have anyone, who is she—

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