Day 11

Just like any other day, I'm busy working at the cafe. It's not like I'm not educated enough to get a proper job. I went to university just like others, but the companies I went to interview didn't seem to understand the true meaning of an 'excellent worker'.

Totally not bragging,but I'm sure that I'll the employee of the month on every single month if they just let me show my skills in their company.But no, they just want those good looking (which is my middle name),sophisticated, professional, smart(that too).... ugh, whatever. 

"They just don't know what the had lost! I'm pretty, hard working, kind, generous-" 

"Yah,stop complimenting yourself and continue your work." Yoona snap me out, ruining my moment of motivating myself.

"What's wrong by complimenting yourself? I'm just being positive." I walk away from her, not wanting to hear any more of her 'advice' which is more like 'nagging'. I'm always right anyways.

"Here's your americano miss, and for our little princess here, your hot chocolate." I refer to the little girl making her show off her cute dimples at me. She's so cute with that smile, I feel like eating her. Not literally, obviously.

"Do you have any... plain water?" An old woman waved her hand at me while coughing. "Wait a minute please." I bring a glass of water to her as she continues to cough as her face looks pale.

"Are you okay?" I asked her worriedly as she looks like she's going to