Each photo has a story ✧ Na Jaemin

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Ya, why is your spirit down these days?
Ya, straighten your shoulders, I'm by your side
Life doesn't go the way you want it to, uh?
Your heart doesn't go wherever you want it to, uh?

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"Grandpa look at this" little Jaemin showed a picture which he took.
"Good job minnie, grandpa is proud of you!"

Jaemin's grandpa looked at the picture and caressed his hair while he looked up at him squinting his eyes due to the sunlight and smiling widely.

"Do you like this camera?"

The nine year old tween nodded happily, passion in his eyes.

"I'm gonna be a photographer in future!" Jaemin said for which his grandpa nodded.
"Grandpa will be there to see you my grandson-"

The ringing of his alarm put a stop to the short dream making him jolt awake which has been an everyday thing for him.

The dream was vague to him but he was sure that it was his grandpa, the nickname, the affection everything about the dream reminded his grandpa.

He definitely missed him so much.

He sighed softly as he hid his face in his palm, closing his eyes and laid back.

"I miss you so much, I wish you were here with me"

The constant line slipped out of his mouth like everyday, he just wanted to make him proud but it was too late.

Thoughts covered his mind as he was still laid on his bed, staring at the void.

His thoughts were never ending chain which he had to break to get into his daily life.

Slowly getting up as the next alarm rang which he switched off and went to do his morning routine.

As he finished his morning routine, he made his way to the kitchen.

The familiar hum of the coffee maker filled the quiet space as he leaned against the counter, watching the machine slowly drip the dark liquid into his mug.

He took a seat on the stool by the breakfast bar, absently tapping his fingers on the smooth surface. His mind wandered, getting lost in thoughts that seemed to circle back to the same unresolved worries.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, but even that comforting scent couldn’t pull him out of his reverie.

The sudden ringing of his phone snapped him out of his thoughts. He reached for it, the sound feeling oddly intrusive in the quiet kitchen. Glancing at the screen, he saw an unknown number flashing on the caller ID.

He hesitated briefly, his thumb hovering over the screen before he finally answered, curiosity and uncertainty lingering in the back of his mind.

Who would it be?

Jaemin was confused as no one called him this early in the morning especially unknown number.

"Hello" Jaemin said.
"Hello, this is Marie Claire Korea. Am I talking to Na Jaemin right now?"
"Yes, how may I help you?" Jaemin asked formally.

"Sir, we are offering for photography of our studio magazine. I think you must've heard of Marie Claire right?" A girl asked, keeping her formal demauor.
"Yes I've heard of it" Jaemin replied.

"I've seen your work. I would like to ask you if you are interested in working for us."
"I'll think about it"
"Yeah sure sir, call over this number to inform about your decision. I'll send the details through mail"