🧝🏻‍♂️🧝🏻‍♀️ fanfics//imagines//aesthetics//random stuff from the movie ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ

Scarlett Marten is the daughter of a wealthy music producer. She dreams of one day moving to Japan with her best friend Rowen and starting a band. When her mother tells her that some of her fathers 'clients' are going to be staying with them as they record their newest record, Scar thinks nothing of it. That same night, Scarlett sneaks out of the house to go to a party with Rowen. There, Scarlett meets her lifelong idols, the GazettE. Things escalate, and she ends up making out with the bassist, Reita. Rowen pulls her away before anything major can happen and drags her back home. Both girls laugh about the encounter, thinking that they'd never see the band again. But, when they return back to Marten Manor, boy are they in for a surprise. Guess who are Mr. Marten's new clients. The Japanese superstars, The GazettE!

A year after Ayame left to pursue a new dream. Now in a successful band. She has almost forgotten what her heartbreak felt like. Until they meet again.... //I know, the perspective of the story has changed from "her" to "I". My writing style has changed since the years ago that I started that and I don't feel like taking double the time just to change the " i's" to she. If this bothers anyone just let me know and I'll reconsider. Enjoy! Stay lovely!

This is strictly a fan fiction. Information from the internet; such as twitter feeds, news adds, gossip columns, etc. have been used to add realness to the story. The rest is pure fiction. This story is not meant to hurt or offend the people in it. (If he asks me to take it down, the story will be deleted.) This was inspired by the person it's about and for other fans just like me.

"Scared of my own image, scared of my own immaturity;"

They started this journey thinking that they would be together forever, but nothing is ever as it seems. Exes come out of the wood-works, friends leave them behind. Do they have the strength to keep it together? Or will they throw it away like the world wants them to? (The series goes: My Heart In Your Hands, I Don't Care If It Will Break My Heart, Like The Finest Poetry On Concrete, You're the Closest to Heaven That I'll Ever Be.)