In the bustling cityscape of high society and glamour, Jennie Gabriella Jane Kim stands as the epitome of wealth and privilege. The only child of a powerful business magnate and a seasoned politician, Jennie navigates the intricate web of societal expectations with a cool demeanor that veils the fragility within. Despite her opulent lifestyle, she bears the weight of an unhealed inner child, yearning for parental warmth that money can't buy.
Known to the world as a successful model gracing the covers of prestigious magazines, Jennie keeps a secret sanctuary in the form of a band. With a voice that resonates emotions untold, she shares her vulnerabilities through lyrics penned in the quiet solitude of her hidden passion. Behind the lens, she captures the essence of perfection, but behind closed doors, she longs for genuine connection.
Amidst her structured life of luxury and studies in dentistry, a chance encounter disrupts Jennie's carefully curated existence. During a routine shopping spree, the distant echo of laughter draws her to an arcade, where she unexpectedly crosses paths with Lalisa Elijah Manoban. The daughter of a renowned chef, Lalisa is a paradox in her own right-a cyclist with windswept hair and an electric guitar enthusiast, paradoxically unable to cook.
Though both women wear masks of strength, their eyes betray the unspoken truth of fragility. A connection begins to form as their worlds collide, and amidst the glitz and glamour, Jennie and Lalisa find solace in each other's vulnerabilities. Together, they embark on a journey of self-discovery, unraveling the intricacies of their hearts and learning that true strength lies not in perfection but in embracing the beautifully broken pieces within.
Lalisa Manoban's childhood dream shattered right in front of her eyes once she flickered her eyes open in an unfamiliar room.
After a rough year of meeting the same psychiatrist over and over, also locked herself in the room weeping for the whole day, Lisa at last learn to move on and started a fresh new life.
"May I know what is your name?" Politely, the drop-dead gorgeous lady asked me.
Her face was full of curiosity, hope...and despair.
"Lalisa Manoban." I flashed a toothy grin to the customer, kind of wanted to cheer her up.
The cup of hot cocoa was trembling in her hand, created the berserk wave of her drink before it dropped upon the tiles and shattered in pieces.
"N-no way..." She was as a stunt as a statue on her stand, her hand was freeze in the air while tears could be seen pooled in her eyes.