#1 [True Story] The story of how I, a class president until middle school, became a gal

By the way, can you read this text?

Today was so much fun💓
Meeting in front of the station today too, okay?😍💗✨

The fact that I used to type these characters on my phone so quickly
Looking back now, it's just too crazy! lol

As for why I became a gal...
There wasn't really any big reason for it, you know.

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Thinking about it now, I grew up in a pretty fairy-tale-like home.

Since my mother was a former kindergarten teacher,
ever since I was little, she told me that
Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo-kun lived in the walnut tree in our garden
and was always watching over Mio,
and there was even a handmade picture book about that story.

When I was in 4th grade, my mom bought glasses for the first time,
and when I came home from elementary school and said,
"You bought glasses?"
she told me,
"I'm not your mother, I'm a witch.
I kept it a secret until now, but I have to return to the demon world."
She kept up the lie until I started crying.

What kind of lie is that! lol

My house, with four younger brothers,
had educational TV playing all day long,
and that was just normal.

On top of that,
since I grew up in an environment where the members didn't change
from preschool through middle school,

even if I didn't watch Music Station,
there was an unspoken understanding that "that's just how it is at Mio's house,"
so I never felt like I couldn't keep up with the conversation,

and I grew up honestly and purely.
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That pure me

experienced culture shock when I entered high school!
"You've never seen London Hearts?"

"You don't know Black Mail?"
Just because I didn't watch TV,

I couldn't keep up with the conversation at all,
and the places we went to hang out were always fresh!!
I was like, "This kind of world existed?!"😳

lol
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Getting dyed was instantaneous.

I was pure white, so I could be dyed any color.
I dyed my hair and wore loose socks.

I decorated my phone and put purikura stickers on it.
We'd hang out at the park in front of the station until late at night,
go to karaoke, and go home in the morning.
If I went to the station, I'd immediately make friends with people I didn't even know.

My mother said she was so worried
that she searched for me until late at night.

Thinking about it now, a daughter who ignored phone calls
and whose whereabouts were unknown...
I'm so sorry for being such a terrible daughter, Mom.

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It wasn't that I hated my home,
or that I hated my mom or dad,
I actually loved them, but
I was hanging out with the feeling of, "How could you hide such a fun world from me?"
My mom once snapped my phone in half.

When I dodged a slap, I also got punched in the solar plexus.
———

But you know, even though I caused so much trouble,

she kept worrying about me the whole time,
and because I had a place to return to,
I was able to crawl out of that long hell.
Thank you, Mom.

And I am truly sorry.
My life of failures is still continuing, though...

But the friends I made back then are one-of-a-kind, and I am still supported by them today.

If I hadn't become a gal back then,
I might not have been able to endure the hell that awaited me...

Even when I worried about small things, my friends would say,
"It'll work out somehow~"
"Easy!"
"For real! That's hilarious😂"
"Next! Let's go to the next thing!!"
and they'd turn it into a joke and that was it!
This is what's commonly known as the gal mind! lol

Laugh with all your might, cry with all your might, and forget it immediately! lol

Thinking about it now, because I was equipped with this mindset, I was able to overcome those days of despair.

My parents might say, "You're hopeless because you don't reflect on your actions..."

But still, gals are the best🤍

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