The Overweight Boy's Rise to Power in the Military and the Profound Fatherly Love: The Story of the Kwon Siblings' Struggle and Family Support

I've unexpectedly lost weight by imitating my older sister's lifestyle! My sister is a smart girl, excelling in various talents since childhood: winning awards in painting competitions and writing competitions. She enjoys the exclusive attention of my grandparents, and even my parents prioritize her; she's also very popular at school and among friends. Because of this, I love to tease her, but compared to her robust figure, I'm too short. Due to the significant weight difference, I always end up being tackled by her, surrendering and begging for her mercy to end the argument. Actually, I really envy my sister, so I've always done whatever she does since I was little. In elementary school, my older sister was elected school president, and I, in my sixth grade year, desperately tried to be elected as school president as well. When my sister stole 500 yuan from the piggy bank and got scolded by my mom, I stole 1000 yuan from the piggy bank and got a severe scolding from my mom too. When my sister started wearing glasses because of her deteriorating eyesight, even though my eyesight was perfectly good, I lied during my eye exam and said I couldn't see anything, so I wore glasses instead, because I thought my sister looked cool with glasses. At 19, I moved to Seoul with my sister, and I continued to imitate her, which led to me gaining weight. I always thought I had a naturally thin physique, even when I ate a lot of high-calorie foods, I was still very thin. My parents were very worried about their skinny son who never gained weight. Unexpectedly, after living an irregular lifestyle with my sister, in less than two years, I was covered in a thick layer of fat and became a 175cm, 90kg fat pig. Not only did my clothes not fit, but my personality also became withdrawn. With the onset of obesity, I was even diagnosed with hematoma-prone constitution, characterized by "abnormal white blood cell count," during my officer's exam. I truly hated myself and my older sister for becoming like pigs. Being overweight for several years brought many inconveniences. I, who never used to snore, started snoring; I felt tired easily; and I had to take taxis everywhere. Gaining weight along with my sister turned me into a healthy, fragile pig-like teenager, which is why I enlisted in the army. After enlisting, while experiencing military life, I saw my sister's "Slimming Girl" segment on a comedy concert. "Oh, my sister wants to lose weight? No way! How does Kwon Mi-jin lose weight?" I thought. But as weeks passed, seeing my sister's steadily decreasing weight shocked me; in addition to the shock, my childhood competitive spirit, which had always been like my sister's, resurfaced, and so I too began my battle against fat. Is that really my sister? You can't be kidding! On my first leave after enlisting, my mom hugged me and asked how I was doing. Behind her, I saw my sister standing in the entryway. Although to others she still looked chubby, we were both shocked by how thin she had become. Time flew by, and when I returned home after my service, shouting "Loyalty!" and warmly embracing my sister, my sister, who used to weigh 103 kg, had become a petite 51 kg girl, rushing into my arms. After losing weight, we talked freely. We not only ate healthier, but even after eating at restaurants, we would go for a jog together in the park. We gained health. And I, Kwon Shi-jun, am still my sister's little shadow. I hope that more people besides me can follow my sister's example, and I will cheer everyone on! Go, go, go! -Kwon Shi-jun, my sister's little shadow.

Meizhen, you are Daddy's best daughter. Your first book only includes Mommy's letters, which makes me a little jealous; whether on TV shows, radio broadcasts, interviews, or in your book, you always mention Mommy, which also makes me a little... oh no, very jealous! The fact that you usually share more secrets with Mommy also makes me jealous. So, when you asked me to write you a letter, I was incredibly happy because it's been so long since I've written a letter to my daughter. When you were a baby; the day you first called me "Daddy" and "Mommy"; the day you fell out of your stroller and got your first muddy stain; the first time you carved a stamp-I've recorded all those little things and made a memoir with photos. I never thought it would come in handy now. Meizhen, you've been chubby since birth. You're such a sweet and obedient child, so when it comes to your troublesome younger brother, Shijun, I often tell him, "I picked you up from under the bridge. If you misbehave, I'll give you back to your biological parents!" But I've never said this to you, because there's no need to. How could your father bear to give his precious daughter away to someone else? Then one day, you, so obedient, suddenly said you wanted to be a broadcaster. All your father wanted was for you to be healthy and have an ordinary job. Although you spoke of your dream with a grin, it was the first time your father had seen such a determined look in your eyes. I knew you weren't joking; you were sincere. Even though I wanted to tell you, "It's impossible to persevere to the end," you seemed determined to walk this path, and I don't think I could stop you. The regret of your father not fulfilling his dream is now yours! Your father also had dreams when he was young, but Grandpa objected, so he couldn't pursue them. If he had given it his all and failed, at least he wouldn't have felt regret. But I never even tried, so I still feel a lingering resentment and some regret. I didn't want you to feel this way when you're old, so I persuaded your mother, who was against it, and regardless of what the neighbors said, I still sent my most precious daughter to Seoul. My daughter, do you know how much determination that took? Every day, your parents couldn't sleep until they heard you had arrived home. Actually, it wasn't because I thought you would become a daughter we could be proud of that I sent you to Seoul, but with the idea that "you'll see the world for yourself, and come back when you're tired." Although your father can't do much for you, I know that Mi-jin will definitely strive in the right direction in the future, and I have no doubt about that. After tirelessly fulfilling your own dreams, you will surely have new dreams and work hard to achieve them. I admire you greatly. As the years go by, my strong daughter continues to strive to enrich herself. Now that I think about it, if you were like your father, someone who can't gain weight easily, that would be terrible! Perhaps there wouldn't be the Mi-jin we know today. Thank you for not being picky about food and eating whatever you're given; thank you for being like a chameleon, constantly changing your appearance; thank you for being healthy; thank you for being both smart and sensible. You always say that you love it when people say you're charming, rather than beautiful! I hope you'll maintain this attitude and keep striving for a bright future. I love you. Your imperfect but deeply loving father.