My Reverse Life

Hmmm... let's just admit it. I know that I have already reincarnated, and those memories are not false. It's just that... when I regain my memories as Ari, I am afraid my personality as a three years old Aria will be contaminated. I really don't want a repeat of my previous life. 

Anyway, many years have already passed since I regain my previous life memories. Irana and I are already middle schoolers. Let me tell you, wearing a skirt as the uniform is surprisingly comfortable for me. Which actually frightened me? Why I do feel that way. Shouldn't I feel uneasy?. Well, not really a problem; in fact, it is really helpful.

Going back a little bit. In kindergarten, some of the boys actually like to be jerks. Well, they are cheeky and sometimes act cute too. But they are really naughty. They often harass the girls for fun. I said harass, but all they do is just lift a skirt. Fortunately, I didn't wear any at the time. My parents allow it. They also allow me to cut my hair short. So from kindergarten to the end of grade school, my image is quite boyish. 

To think I dream of being the girliest girl in the world before. Well, I had that dream before I regained my old memories, and that's why I had a minor breakdown at the time. 

Oh, I am a bit sidetracked.. about the naughty boy. Let's just say I lost control and beat them up. Why did I beat them, you may ask?. Well, they have the courage to lift my adorable little sister's skirt in front of many people.

After that day, those naughty boys swore their loyalty to me. I become their boss or something like that. In response, I refused and beat them again. But they are so persistent. By the way, my parents were called and reprimanded me. But I rather not talk about the details. I rather experience my previous life's mother's way of doing instead of that. 

Irana comes to me crying and says I am changed. She did not recognize me as her Onee-chan anymore. So sad... well, not that sad actually. Because the next day, she called me Onii-chan. I was dumbfounded. Until middle school, no one thought I was a girl. Even when I grew my hair until shoulder length, they still didn't know of me as a girl. 

It is pretty funny seeing their expression when I wear a skirt on the first day of middle school. Seriously, Irana is my twin. We have the same face, mind you. I am as beautiful as her, but everybody calls me handsome. Also, have they not noticed the bulge in my chest. I am not flat, you know, is moderate size. Think of it just makes me upset.

I know I really want a reverse life. But why is it the same as my previous life!. In my previous life, everybody said I had a feminine face and also girlies than some girls. Now I have become a girl and embrace my girliness, and Everybody says I am boyish and handsome. I am really upset.