Frida's words got Mashauva silent for a moment.
"I'm just thinking out loud. Don't take it to heart."
Frida hurriedly salvaged the situation and chuckled, "Regardless, just follow your heart. No matter who it is and what decision you make, what's important is that you don't hurt yourself."
"Frida, you're the best."
Hugging Frida's arm as she leaned on it, Mashauva said, "From now on, let's work hard together. You study hard while I work on losing weight."
When Lena and Hailey arrived, they were also surprised to find that Mashauva had lost weight.
When they asked her, Mashauva did not keep them in the dark either, explaining shyly, "I just realized I'm too fat, so I want to shed the pounds."
Hailey and Lena exchanged glances and noticed the same emotions in each other's eyes.
This girl finally realized she was a fatty. They'd thought she'd remain so for the rest of her life, not expecting to witness her lose weight.
However, they smiled and comforted Mashauva on the surface.
"How are you fat? I think you're just fine. It won't do your body good if you lose weight, isn't it? Maybe you should forget it."
"Yeah. Besides, you look so cute when you're chubby. If you lose weight, you won't be as adorable anymore."
They showered her with phony glowing terms.
Terms they had never said to Mashauva.
"Really?" Mashauva asked as she blushed.
"Of course, look at the girls in school. Is there anyone cuter than you?"
"We really think you're adorable, so if you think losing weight is too difficult, just forget about it."
No, that wouldn't do. Mashauva shook her head. Being cute wouldn't do anything. She had to lose weight. After all, some people thought she was ugly because she was fat.
She didn't know if Bruno thought so too, but she wanted to be a better version of herself.
"No matter what, I will do my best to lose weight."
From that day on, Mashauva was the first to wake up among the group of four. Even if Frida wanted to head to the library, she had to wait until it was open, so she'd wake up to find Mashauva, who laid on the lower bunk, gone every time.
By the time they finished washing up, Mashauva would return to the dormitory drenched in sweat. After which, she'd down several glasses of water before going straight to the bathroom.
Lena and Hailey both revealed disdainful gazes.
"Don't tell me this fatty actually thinks she'll be able to lose weight."
"Of course not. She'll only last for a few days. With her eating habit, no way she can curb her cravings as she wishes. Just wait and see."
With that, they met with Frida's eyes. Since they knew she wouldn't go talking trash, they weren't afraid of her at all and merely gave her a disdainful glance before leaving the dormitory.
Frida packed her things up then knocked on the bathroom door.
"Mashauva, I'm leaving first. Don't be late."
"Alright."
In the next few days, Mashauva continued to get up early to jog in the field. She began her run before dawn and jogged until the sun had risen.
At first, she thought she was the only one to do so, but to her surprise, she'd bump into her schoolmates who were doing the same.
Some were as chubby as her, while others did it for fitness.
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