My sister is very frivolous. She dresses up in pretty little dresses and prances around like she owns the world. She's also obsessed with a certain perverted phantom thief. She thinks that he likes her. She always goes out late at night and tries to meet up with her love. Another thing is she makes her friend, the one that she rejected; help her to try to get the kaitou. She thinks that he can help her in some way. She's seriously deluded. Still, I love her. She can be really nice and helpful. It worries me to see her morose. She has a naturally cheerful personality which one wouldn't like to see despairing. Her natural good looks are exactly the same as our grandmother's when she was young and beautiful. They say that the phantom thief used to love our grandmother. I probably shouldn't tell her that because she will just get even more obsessed and confident that he likes her. It's embarrassing really; having a sister like that. Still, I wouldn't trade her for the world. She's a beautiful girl, inside and out.
She's a little scary I think. I feel bad for my tamer because she rejected him over and over. She's in love with me, not that that fact makes anything easier for my tamer. She tries to meet up with me every night after my thieving sessions. I usually don't do much to encourage her because I like her sister. Somehow her sister knows that I loved her grandmother, back in the days of my current tamer's grandfather. I am grateful that her sister didn't tell her about that because that would only make things more difficult. It isn't that I don't like her. It's just that I like her sister. If only she would understand. It pains me to say this, but I can't love her back. Still, she's a beautiful girl, inside and out.
I used to love her. She was my first true love. On my fateful fourteenth birthday; she rejected me. That was the worst birthday of my life so far; the day when she rejected me and fell in love with my alter-ego, the phantom thief. Life just isn't fair sometimes. That was one of the times. I would have stayed depressed, but it isn't my way of doing things. She became my really good friend but luckily, I didn't have much time to think about her anymore; seeing that I fell in love with her older sister. My alter-ego was right when he said that your first love doesn't have to be your only love. Yet, I still like her, to a certain degree. Because to me, she's always going to be a beautiful girl, inside and out.
My First Love,
Harada Risa
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