You constantly had complexes and instilled complexes in yourself about your figure. Looking in the mirror and your reflection in it, you simply felt sick of yourself.

You had a wonderful friend Rina. She said that everything was fine with your figure, but you did not listen to her. One day, you went with her to a club to have fun. You both danced so that you caught strangers' glances on you.

By the end of the evening, Rina drank too much alcohol and was not able to walk home, so you called a taxi and waited for it at the exit of the club. You felt Rina's hand on your waist. Asking her what was wrong, she only said.

Rina: You are sexy and slim...

Her eyes were glued to your figure. Even though she says this when she is drunk, she was telling the pure truth.