Chapter 1

Female Lead |. |Name : Hisaya

Name : Hannah | (Neighbor)

Age : 21 | Height : 5'1 | Age:22 | Height:5'6

(A chubby girl)

Hannah's POV

Hannah : I'm Hannah, a fashion blogger and author. As a daily routine, I opened my computer to see new comments in the morning.

Ah~! I had several new visitors.

Sitting on my couch, I started to read what they had written.

Follower 1 : Plz do more make up tutorials. I love your videos.

Follower 2 : Ur blog is dum. Fatty.

Follower 3 : I'm shopping at the stores u reviewed! I luv it!

Follower 4 : Thank you for being so cute! it gives me hope!

I sighed as I looked over my queue. There were still more messages. Taking a deep breath, I replied with heartfelt thanks to the kind emails, and deleted the mean one.

No use feeding the trolls, as they say.

Hannah : Alright. it's a new day, and a new path. What do I want to do?

I looked around my place, as if seeking inspiration. I knew what I needed to do, as a sort of internet style icon, I should create content for my blog. But as a normal twenty-one-year-old, I kinda wanted to do nothing. Responsibility won out in the end.

After all, I owed my livelihood to my followers.

I got a fancy name on the internet to match my quantity of life.

Hannah : My online name is..Mellochan.

Should I do an outfit of the post, a product review...? Hmmm.. or maybe announce a shopping haul post for tommorow?

At least I decided "Shopping Haul Announcement"

I loved text posts. They were lazy, but I could write them up in fifteen minutes. Quickly I jotted down what stores I wanted to visit, and the theme of my trip. Once that was done, I scheduled it to my post after noon, then went about putting my face on.

Now that I had a little time myself, I decided I wanted to go on a walk. I went about grabbing my purse, and finishing making myself look presentable, and headed out.

The hallway to the front door was quite, as usual, and I went to check my mail. Most people were out working their full time jobs around now. But as I unlocked my box, another resident walked in. She was very pretty, obviously polished girl. I vaguely remembered her name was Hisaya, or something similar. I had met her in passing when I moved in, but we had never really talked.

Hannah : Good morning.

She looked up from her phone, and her eyes gave me the once over. Then it happened, the look. I had been chubby all my life, and by now I was quite used to it. The look came in one of two ways. One, a person sees my size and is surprised by the style I dress myself in. Fat people are supposed to hide in burlap bags of course. Two, a person sees my size and is upset that I dare try to dress in trendy clothes. They think I'm inherently undeserving of it just before I'm soft and squishy.

Hisaya : Morning.

She says nothing else, and marched past me to the door. I didn't let it bother me. Being a blogger on the internet had given me some thick skin. She didn't have to like me, the important thing was that she didn't try to hurt me. I shrugged, and headed outside.

The air wasn't too warm, and there was a perfect breeze. I sighed happily to myself as I leisurely strolled down the road. Sometimes it felt like I was always going, going, going. So it was nice to slow down and just take in the beautiful city I lived in.

Bully 1 : Stop taking up so much of the sidewalk, jeeze.

I was startled out of my reverie, and looked to see two young men rush past me. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I knew what this was about.

Hannah : I donno, you seemed to get around me just fine. Have a nice day.

Bully 1 : It would have been nicer if I didn't have to see you try to squeeze into those tights.

Bully 2 : Yeah, there's not enough eye bleach in the world.

This happened every year around the start of a the college year. A whole new crop of freshman would come to town. There were guaranteed to be trouble makers and bullies in the lot. Thankfully, I had plenty of experience with dealing with the situation.

Hannah : Aw, I'm sorry that your teeeeeny-tiny little brains were overloaded so easily. I'd hate to affect your grades that I'm sure you're already struggling with.

I picked up my pace from leisurely stroll to something much faster. I walked straight between the two, catching both of them with my shoulders. That was fun thing about bullies like them, disrupt the power they think they had over you. Usually they were hard pressed to find their footing again. But even as I walked along, I couldn't stop the pick of self-consciousness trying to distract me.

What if what they said was true?

I shook my head, and the motion cause a colorful poster to catch my eye. Grateful for a distraction, I walked over to the post it was attached to.

//POSTER//

"HISTORY'S GREAT INVENTORS! NEW EXHIBIT TO THE ART AND HISTORY MUSEUM! COME SEE ANCIENT WONDERS, AND MAYBE HAVE A WISH OR TWO GRANTED.

Hmm... that sound like it could be fun. As if to punctuate my point, thunder cracked above me, and the sky darkened. I sped up once more, but I wasn't quick enough. Rain began pelting down in my hard bullets, and the wind whipped at me, pulling my hair from buns. I ran to the museum as fast as I can. By the time I traveled around the block to the museum, I was soaked. Apparently I wasn't the only one seeking shelter, a dozen of people were running there too.

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