Before You Were Mine • Wonwoo

Before You Were Mine • Wonwoo

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After leaving behind the life that hurt her, she starts over alone. Balancing freelance work with late shifts at a quiet cafe, keeping her world small and manageable. Then she meets him, a man as gentle as he is difficult to understand. What begins as coincidence slowly becomes comfort, and before she realizes it, he has slipped into every lonely corner of her life. But when two lonely people begin finding a home in each other, what happens when love arrives at the wrong time? a jeon wonwoo x reader ff ❗️DISCLAIMER❗️ I fully wrote this on my own and did not take any inspiration or copied anyone else's work therefore if you do spot any similarities with other stories then it was not my intention. This is obviously a fanfiction so it is in no way reflective of the idols' characters in real life. You'll notice that there are images being used in some chapters. Those images are either AI generated or taken from Pinterest therefore credits to all owners of the pictures used. Hope you enjoy :)
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"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

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