Raised in a fine, expensive household governed by people of big manners and aspirations, old money fashion heiress, Im Nayeon, never lets her eye off of what's important. And by "important", she only meant one thing: her well-established life. I mean, when she has a huge career, a fine reputation, a girlfriend as rich as she is (maybe even more), and no family drama, what else could she possibly ask for?
But when Nayeon suddenly felt like a picture-perfect life isn't what she truly wants, she came upon a (very impulsive) decision of breaking up with her 6-year girlfriend and leaving her without any justifiable explanation. As she slowly regrets it, however, she stumbles upon Hirai Momo, the youngest rising CEO in Manhattan, New York, at a lowly café under the not-so-prettiest circumstances.
Momo is everything Nayeon isn't: courageous, outgoing, unreasonable, carefree. She's a risk-taker; A dreamer; A rule-breaker, (and she may or may not be the reason why Nayeon will come close to bending a few, herself.)
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[NAMO SIDE STORY]
"We are making photographs to understand what lives mean to us." - Ralph Hattersley
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A young rising photographer finds herself tangled between the past and present; heartbreak and happiness; loss and desire; hurt and redemption; love and friendship. Having her own demons to fight, she is determined to fix everything in search of a place, or rather a person, she calls her home.
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I burned the beautiful photographs.
Because you burned our memories.
With someone new in your arms.
But I still hold the ashes of what we become.
That's why. Maybe.
I still haven't much moved on for another soul.
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Some memories remain | But people change
This is a Michaeng fanfiction.
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Started : 11/6/2018
Completed : 25/7/2020