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Author’s note: I decided to rewrite one of my stories I made when I was younger. I’ve gotten better at writing over the years of when I first made the story. I’m thinking of publishing it if I think it’s good enough. I’ve decided to make the story more book like with chapters and all that. The story is now first person  and from Ollo’s and others perspective. 

Ollo’s story is inspired by the Manga ‘Emergence’ or some call it ‘Metamorphosis’. It’s written by the hentai artist Shindol. Even though the story is hentai it has really good plot and is heartbreaking. You can read it for free on the website Nhentai (Only if you can handle it the story is DEPRESSING and dark and it’s also 18+). Saki Yoshida (The main character in emergence) and her story inspired Ollo and all the mistakes she made. Hopefully people will love Ollo and her story. 

Warning: Story contains.

Strong language

Sexual Assault 

Sex

Substance (Drug and alcohol) abuse

Underage drinking

Mental illness/suicidal themes 

Eating disorders

Story: 18 years ago a Korean baby with black hair and brown eyes was born. My mom would have been a single parent and unable to take care of me if she didn’t give me up for adoption. She always told me if was the hardest decision she ever made and wished she could take care of me but couldn’t. I don’t hate her for her choice and I understand why she did it. And, I don’t love her any less because of it. 

At birth I was adopted by my two dads Taeyeon and Mark. I also have a big brother named Hyungwon which is a year older than me. We lived in Korean long enough to adopt my two younger sisters. Mia who is two years younger than me and Uzuki who is three years younger.

Life with my dads was great. Even though I was young and don’t remember much in Korea, I remember them being kind and loving. They always made sure we were happy and bought us everything we wanted. They always played with us and cheered us up when we were sad. It’s not like we had anything to be sad about, it was mostly if we fell down or if Hyung didn’t share his Playstation. 

Every weekend we all rode the train to our mother’s houses. My mom lived in a small apartment with my grandmother in seoul. My mom is very beautiful and sweet, and a lot of people say I remind them of her, but I don’t see it. Shes so beautiful and I’m anything but that. I remember being with my mom the most in Korea. I remember her always calling me chubby when I went to her house. i know she never meant to say that to hurt me but it started to. 

After a few years in Korea my dad found a better job in Tokyo, Japan. So me and my family packed up and moved to japan in a decent sized house in the city. I also started school during this time and at first I was really excited to start and meet new friends. Only if I knew what was really about to come.

When I first started I found out how man kids could be. I was called fat, ugly, pig, and so much more. Throughout the years one name stuck with me. It was given to me by a girl named Star. She was rich, pretty, and popular. I remember the first day I came to school she called me a pig and followed it with pig noises. I remember some of the kids laughing and me wanting to crawl in a ball and hide.

I didn’t make many friends when I was younger and mostly got bullied. It was mostly my fault. I mean everything is my fault. I pushed people away scared of being teased and picked on. 

I’m the reason I was so lonely and sad.

The teasing went on for years and I never told anyone what was happening to me except for Hyung who stood up for me when he could. I remember this one incident when I was 8.

I was sitting under one of the playground play sets drawing in the ground with a stick. And, star and her friends walked up to me.

“Move pig” She said to me.

I stopped drawing in the dirt and told her “No I always play here” with my head still down.

I remember her kicking dirt in my face causing me to fall back and cry. I remember her laughing with her friends and saying to me,”Listen fatty you’ll never be anything like me. You’re fat and ugly and no one likes you. You’re probably going to be like one of those girls who has sex with men to feel happy. So if you know whats best for you, you should just g-”

I remember Hyung ran under the play set in front of me to protect me from them. He told them to leave me alone before he beats all their asses. He was older than them and scarier than them so they all left. He hugged me and told me, “Don’t listen to them. You’re nothing like they said you were. You’re one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen.”

I wish I listen to him.

Who knew kids that age could develop a eating disorder. I use to starve myself and workout to the point of passing out. I didn’t know what a eating disorder was back then. I just simply thought I was working out like normal and not slowly killing my body. My family noticed the weight loss but just shrugged it off thinking I was losing baby weight. A part of me wished they stopped me and the other part is happy they didn’t.

People at school started to notice the weight loss. Boys drolled over me, but never said anything. I guess they were scared of getting bullied for talking to the past fat girl. Girls hated me and would talk about me behind my back. I remember them saying things like, “She probably makes herself throw up like those models.”

My dream was to look like my favorite K-pop idols. I use to use the posters in my room of them as inspiration. I even use to talk to them and treat them like friends when I was alone in my room. I really needed friends.

I was really lonely….

Ending note: Welp that was the ending of the unfinished rough draft of Ollo. I’m going to finish the story in a few months and finish the story. I hope you enjoyed the sneak peek.