I've never thought of myself as 'pretty'. Never. Infact, I'm a girl with tons of imperfections. I constantly beat myself down over every little imperfect aspect I find about myself. All I ever wanted was to be pretty. Or even decent, I could settle for. I look in the mirror and all I see is a short stubby girl. She has a long nose inherited from her mother. Pale skin inherited from her father. Her hair is dark brown, and is as crunchy as can be. Yes, I said it. 'crunchy'. She has such pale skin, that when her body temperature rises, she'll turn bright red. She has acne and scars all over her body. So she is forced to cover herself up with layers of clothing so that it wouldn't be revealed. This is me. Why am I, the way I am? I longed for the day I would finally die, just so I can reincarnate to be someone other than myself. Someone 'perfect' perhaps.

"Chiyoko!" my friend Emi called out to me. Unlike me, Emi is as beautiful as a model. I've always been envious of her. She had long, black, healthy hair that looked as soft as cotton. Her thin, slender, body was to die for, and she had long legs that even giraffe's would look down upon. Okay, maybe that was a little bit of an exagerration, but you get the point.

"Chiyoko!" Emi called out to me as I continued walking.

"What?" I asked, not looking back.

"Where are you going?" she smiled.

How easily you can smile.. I thought.

She had a stunning smile. One of the many imperfections I had was that I always felt insecure with my smile, so I tried to hide it as best as I could. Not too crooked; but yellow as a crayon, is how I would describe my awful teeth.

"Nowhere in particular." I told her, trying not to make eye contact with her.

Emi's eyes were a gray-ish purple color, and I was absolutely terrified to look in to them, because I'd cry out with jealousy. There was nothing special about my eyes.. a light brown.

I considered her a friend, because she was a nice and friendly, beauty. Not one of those stuck - up, prude princesses. She smiled at me everytime she saw me. She would immediately run after me and ask me what I was doing, or where I was going. I've known her for 6 years and she's always been like this.

I'm 16 years old, and my name is Hinata Chiyoko. I hate my life, and little did I know.. everything was about to change.

"Chiyoko!" Emi called after me for about the fifth time.

"What?!" I finally turned around.

I could feel her beautiful eyes burning my flesh. Although I had no acne on my face, I still felt insecure.

"Chiyoko. Let's go home together." She smiled.

I nodded, giving up on running away from her today.

Emi has lived in the same apartment building as me for the past 6 years. In my apartment, I live with my psychotic mother, my mentally challenged father, and my 3 older brothers. The reason I say my mother is psychotic, is because she and I never got along. She once chased me around the house with my brothers' base ball bat only because I told her I was late to school that morning. My dad routed her on and cheered as I ran around crying. My brothers had to come and save me from that psychotic woman's clutches. My father is mentally challenged because he was in a car accident when I was in 3rd grade. Eversince then, something went wrong with him. The doctors said he suffered serious memory loss, and he was no longer the person he was before the car crash. He began to cherish only my brothers rather than his only daughter. I don't hate my father though. I can't blame him. He always treated me with love and kindness before the accident. He was the only one who had ever called me "beautiful".

My brothers are all older than me. Isamu, my oldest brother. He's 21 years old and he treats me well. Katsu, my second oldest brother. He's 18 years old and he also treats me well. Last but not least, Kenji. He's 17 years old and picks on me at times, but treats me as well as my two other brothers do. Again, unlike me, my brothers are blessed with my dad's facial features. They all have light brown hair and golden brown eyes. They don't have my mother's nose like I do. I've always been picked on for my unattractive nose..

"We're here!" Emi smiled as we walked to the entrance of the apartment building.

"alright, bye." I told her as I began to walk away.

"wait.. Chiyoko!" she called after me.

"What now?" I asked, annoyed.

"You look pretty today." she complimented.

My eyes widened.

"What?" I asked.

"I said.."

"no, I know what you said, idiot. But, why?" I asked, stunned.

"Actually, I think you look pretty everyday, It's just that you don't see it yourself." She grinned and hugged me.

"Ah... thank you." I told her still shocked allowing the hug. Usually I would avoid any kind of touching with such a attractive person.

I wouldn't want to infect you with my ugly.. I thought.

She smiled again. "See you tomorrow Chiyoko!" she went into her apartment which was across from mine.

I stood at my door unwilling to turn the knob. A beautiful girl had just told me that I was attractive.. ME. I didn't want to turn the knob and find out that this was all a dream.

"What are you doing?" Kenji asked as he stared at me blankly.

I stared at the door knob without turning to glance at Kenji.

"Nothing." I told him.

"Well, do something. Open the door." he kicked me.

"Ouch! Alright, alright." I told him and slowly reached for the knob.

He was impatient. He pushed me aside and opened the door.

"Just go inside." he told me as he held it open for me.

"Sorry." I told him as I watched my feet make it's way into my house.

I walked directly into my room that I shared with Kenji. He had the right side of the room, while I had the left.

"I still can't believe we have to share a room at this age!" he shouted and threw his bag on the ground. He pulled on his tie (for boys) from his school uniform and threw the red accessory onto his un-made bed, with dark blue blankets sliding down to the floor. His light - blue and dark - blue pillows were scattered along side of his bed. I did the same, I threw my red bow tie (for girls) on my neatly made bed. Kenji was only a year older than me, so we went to the same school together.

I watched as Kenji left the room. Instead of changing into my pajamas, I jumped into bed and fell right to sleep. Nobody woke or disturbed my slumber.

No one would want to wake a sleeping ugly.


Hi! I've finally finished the three other mangas that I had written. I decided not to rush things anymore and write one story at a time. Be warned though, I've got more stories in mind once this one is over! Anyway, The heroin of this story thinks of herself as, 'ugly'. Fortunately for her, people find her rather cute (like Emi does). It's just the acne, scars, and the negative thoughts that get in her way :( Poor Chiyoko~ So, this is a bit different from my three other previous mangas, since I've always written about beautiful heroins. This is slightly different! hahahah, please read and review and let me know how you feel about this first chapter! The next chapter will be up very soon! You can count on it ^0^ Thank you for your attention.

- imaginexeuhphoria.