"Why you kept posing like that--are you a Chuuni or something?"

He's pointing out how I occasionally palm-covered my face.

"I have a cold..."

I took out the aromatherapy oil from my bag, rolled it a few times against my palm. Took it near my nostrils and breathing in, the menthol oil made it all chill and breezy. No more muffled breath.

"Mom taught me this method."

I didn't say I used to stick the roll-on part inside my nostrils.

"...is your Mom a Chuuni as well?"

"No idea what you're talking 'bout. Let's just start working."

Why should people care whether one's a Chuuni or not? So you could look down on them, cringe, and make yourself feel better?

I do find them funny and mesmerizing. They're a notable icon of the Anime culture.

Thinking about it, I'm a Chuuni to some extent. Instead of unsealing the Black Dragon, I'm getting this cute loli outside one day.

I had some dysphoria about my real-life body, which made me all down at times.

Why am I not a cute loli? Why can't I be a Yuri girl who gets spoiled by my big sis every day? Why can't I be a loli with OP powers and a big PP?

Today, I finally felt—there's no benefit of shaming my body. It'd just make me feel down.

I never appreciated how I'm relatively healthy. Through this body, I could experience the pleasures in life.

I'm sorry, I wasn't able to take better care of you.

I will change, bit by bit. To develop my life in a positive light.