Love letters (1)

I stared at my last text with Mason. I should be calling or texting him right now because I needed his love letter complete with an autograph for the mission. 

But after eavesdropping about Mason's long love to his childhood sweetheart, I just got nervous and unsure. 

I doubted his words before, about his indirect confession as well. I wondered if those were true or he wanted to do something to my body instead.

Because there were cases of boys who liked my big boobs and had maliciously perverted thoughts about it, which also caused something… that I didn't want to remember at all, happened to me in the past.

It was also one of the reasons why I ate myself to extreme obesity. I was so ashamed of my body. I was called a slut, whore for having big boobs. I thought, if I was fat, then nobody would bully my body anymore because you wouldn't be able to see my body in a perverted way.