Photographer, occasionally detective, you return to Japan to join the rest of your family in Japan. Unlike them, you don't appreciate to be in the light, you prefer to assist other when they need it, and you never take the credit for yourself.
But much to your dismay, people saw this as an act of humbleness.
So they started who knows when to praise you and made yourself a reputation, much different of your wish to live without attracting attention.
[Please take notice, that none of the pictures I will use in my story, are my own. Please give the credits to the artist.
I'm sorry if sometimes, I spell wrong any words as English is not my mother tongue.
Also, the original work belongs to Gosho Aoyama, but this story or fan fiction was created from my own ideas!
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A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.