CHANCE

CHANCE

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Complete Sun, Feb 2, 20251h 26m

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Prologue --- I Want to Be Pretty Like the Girl You Like Wonwoo stood in front of the mirror, his gaze heavy as he studied his reflection. His tall frame, broad shoulders, and sharp jawline seemed out of place in the soft, delicate world he imagined Mingyu adored. He let out a bitter laugh, tracing his fingers over his features. The same face that countless women had found attractive was the very one he loathed now. If I were smaller... prettier... he whispered to himself, voice trembling with a mix of frustration and longing. "Would you look at me then, Mingyu? Would you... love me?" The soft glow of his phone screen caught his attention, a message from Mingyu lighting up the dark room. Mingyu: Hey, I'll pick you up tomorrow for dinner. My mom's really looking forward to seeing you again. Wonwoo's heart ached at the kindness laced in those words. Mingyu was always gentle, always considerate but never more than that. The smile he reserved for Wonwoo lacked the spark he gave others, the warmth he showed when talking about the girls who fawned over him. But Mingyu didn't know. He didn't know about the nights Wonwoo spent wishing he could change himself. He didn't know about the quiet envy brewing inside him for those girls, petite, delicate, soft in ways Wonwoo could never be. That night, as he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, tears slipping silently down his cheeks, one thought echoed in his mind If I ever get a petite body with a shorter height, will you like me, Mingyu? Will I finally be enough?

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