MochiEmber

You were running your evening shift at the most popular café in town. You were lucky to get a job here, and the advantage you had above all the other pretty girls who applied here was that you actually did work. You didn't consider yourself to be gorgeous at all, but you weren't ugly either. It was a fact that you were simply just 'plain', but the idea of it didn't bother you the least. What did bother you, though, was the fact that you always felt under-appreciated for what you did, and the only possible reason for that was because you weren't pretty. Maybe if you were, people would acknowledge your presence, and notice you more. You t