Lim Y/N passed away shortly after our interview.
I was sitting at my computer, staring at her final words to me when a knock came at my door. BamBam personally delivered the funeral notice.
And I cried. But only for a moment, because I knew Y/N wouldn't want me to.
I showed up to the funeral and paid my respects. Her photo was one of her in her younger years. There were no wrinkles around her eyes and they held a youthful sparkle in them.
When I turned to the chief mourners I was greeted by 6 men.
A tall skinny one... BamBam.
One with an angular face... Mark.
The tallest, with shaggy hair that hung in his eyes... Yugyeom.
The shortest, with kind eyes and a charming smile... Jackson.
One with chubby cheeks and the aura of sunshine... Youngjae.
And one who had disappeared for 23 years and beat them all in appearance for his age, he really took care of his skin... Jinyoung.
We all bowed to each other. Though I knew them, I was simply a stranger in their eyes. As I left a voice called out and I turned to see all 6 men staring at me, Jackson smiled.
"They were the couple of the century. I'm sure they'll be glad for people to know their story."
So here it is.
This is the story of a romance you would consider tragic, but don't. Because Y/N, and Jaebum, and Mark, Jinyoung, Jackson, Youngjae, BamBam, and Yugyeom wouldn't want you to.
It's a story you should be happy to read, because it's a story they were happy to live.
It's a mafia memory.
Thank you for reading.
Lim Jaebum
1994 - 2034
Lim Y/N
1999 - 2059
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Memoria Mafiosa - A Lim Jaebum Fan Fiction
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