𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

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"Do I really have to wear this?" I ask my older sister, Fumiko Aya. She stood beside me to check myself out in the mirror. "I can't breathe."
 
  
  
  
Standing with alongside her, at the same exact frame brings a whole different aura. I was out of her league. She has the perfect figure, clear skin and pretty face -the only thing I could boast is that I'm few centimeters taller. But still, I feel awful standing beside her.
  
  
  
   
"You look good, don't worry too much." Aya replied, "Give me a turn, I wanna see the back.."

     
   

"Look at you, it suits you. Come on, we'll get our makeup done," She almost grab my palm but I dodge it, "Hurry, Ahma."
 
  
    
  
Today is Aya's best friend wedding day. She was supposed to invite Mom with her but she was busy and ended up tagging me along - I'm all against this idea, but I'd get whoop by Mom if I refused to go.
 
  
   
  
As I sat on one of the empty stool. The make up artist already eyed me like I have undistinguished face. She looked at me up and down and sighed.
  
  
 
"What's the look you're aiming for?"
 
 
  
 
"I really don't have any idea. But can you please make me look a little bit good?" She chuckled and turns to look at my sister. "Are you two siblings? Woah, I could hardly tell..."

   
  

"Right?" I fake a smile. There goes my self esteem. It's always been like this-being compared to my older sister my whole twenty years of existence.
 
  
     
My mom's attention was all on her. Since she was the first girl ever born in our family line. I had my two brothers with me and Mom wanted a girl, she wished for it-at least one beautiful girl. Then it came true.

  
   
    
Their last wish was to have last child, they wanted it to be a boy so Aya can have three brothers and her, being the only girl.
 
    
 

Then, I was born. My mom is a bit frustrated but my Dad was the a little relieved, he was fed up having another boy in the family as they only brings trouble and keeping one girl seems a little off for him as he grew up being the only son.

 
 
 
One day, Dad saw potential in me. He started to believed in me. He came across this one guy who have influenced him to let his daughter join sports and becoming an olympian one day. That sports turned out to be 𝗪𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴.
  
   
  
   
"Is she a model?" She shot another question. I nod my head. Every guys in school wants her too. "What about you? What are you good at?"
 
  
  
   
I'm Fumiko Ahma. 20 years old and a two time silver medal champion weightlifter from Nippon Sports Science University. U̶n̶w̶a̶n̶t̶e̶d̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶c̶o̶m̶p̶a̶r̶e̶d̶.
 
  

 

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