Lele-chan here! This story is based off of the South Korean movie, 200 Pounds Beauty.
Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara! or 200 Pounds Beauty.
~ PROLOGUE: Introductions ~
I'm Amu. Hinamori Amu. Lumpy hoodies, baggy pants, and zero confidence. Your typical 200 pounds beauty.
You know me, but I don't know you. I'm the person who you sneak curious glances at on the streets. When you see me, you think, 'For once, I'm happy that I'm me.'
That's who I am. I'm the person who makes everyone happy. Of course, I'm not God. I can't make every single person happy. That's why while I make everyone else happy, I'm the only one who's not.
While there's overweight me, there's also Mashiro Rima - beautiful, petite, and everything I'm not. She's got a sharp tongue for her small stature.
Although Rima's never ceases to surprise me, it does get difficult to hang side by side with a girl who's visually the stark contrast to me. As we stroll past stores, I gaze longingly at the slim mannequins wearing those trendy dresses. The fantasy's always interrupted when Rima butts in, "Don't even think about that dress until you can squeeze into a size two." Did I mention that she's brutally honest?
Having no mother and siblings, Rima's probably the only support I have. Well, I do have a father, but I don't think he qualifies for support.
He lives in the local hospital, dealing with mental issues since he's getting so old. He uses photography as his therapy, which allows those few moments when I can actually have a functional conversation with him.
When he signed into the hospital due to his deteriorating mentality, he checked in with my dead mother's name, Midori, as his first name so that the public wouldn't know that I was a crazy man's daughter. So, we have Midori Tsugumu, the crazy father, and Hinamori Amu, the overweight outcast of a daughter.
Now, your impression on me so far may include unemployment. However, I do have a job. A real job.
I'm a singer.