「❥𝙉𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙮」「❥ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉˢ ˣ ᵐᵃˡᵉ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ」

「❥𝙔𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙯𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙧」

[Based on a dream I had... because of that fact, I gave the reader some of my own insecurities, so for this one shot, the reader is short and chubby.]

❝𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲.❞

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The first few hours of your vacation were spent sleeping. Spending 12 hours on a plane was terrible for your sleep schedule. Sleeping on the plane was not an option for you—because you couldn't even sleep in a car.

Your mother was an understanding woman. To a degree. She let you nap for a few hours and probably napped herself, too. But, she still made you go out and explore.

"Who knows, maybe you'll make a friend [ m/n ]," She encouraged. You wanted to say something snarky back, but you bit your tongue.

Your mother gave you a map of the city, the hotel you were staying at and all possible ways back to it marked, and for extra measure even added the hotel to your [ GPS app of choice ].

She was confident you would be fine wandering around on your own. You were staying in Osaka, Japan—one of the safest cities in Japan, based on your mom's research. And, you could hold your own against a purse-snatcher, if need be.

You were on the smaller scale in height, but bigger in the stomach and thigh areas, but not enough to attract any bullies at school, so you wore your favorite sweatshirt and some jeans that were just a big bigger than your size.

Then again, your high school didn't really have bullies. You were quiet and had a small handful of friends you could nerd out around, so maybe you were just too inconsequential to bully.

You pushed those thoughts out of your head and decided to explore a bit. You thought you'd find a shop you might like and brought some money just in case.

But... you were bad at directions and got lost on your way back. You decided it was your mother's fault for trusting you. You pulled out your phone to check [ GPS app of choice ], and you discovered your phone had died. Perhaps taking all those photos for your Discord group chat was a bad idea.

You stood for a moment, contemplating what to do. You could ask for help or directions. You knew Japanese well enough to hold conversations, but did you actually wanna approach anyone? They were all minding their business, and going about their days, it felt rude to interrupt them.

You especially didn't want to bother anyone who looked cooler than you. You stood there, feeling embarrassed. How could you let your phone die like that? How could you get lost like that? You were spiraling a little.

Suddenly, you saw a group of girls passing by. They looked like they were around your age, and they looked nice. They were all holding some sort of drink, and they all took a seat at a picnic table.

Slowly, you walked over. "H-hello—"

"What do you want? Can't you see we're busy?" A girl with shorter hair snapped. "O-oh, sorry..." You shrunk in your sweater, already regretting agreeing to leave the comfort of the hotel room.

Another girl spoke up, "Don't mind Maina, did you need something?"

You nodded softly, "Uh, yeah, I was just trying to...get directions..." You felt silly as you spoke. You were obviously a tourist now.