Imperfectly Perfect
  • Leituras 2,142
  • Votos 145
  • Capítulos 38
  • Tempo 9h 9m
  • Leituras 2,142
  • Votos 145
  • Capítulos 38
  • Tempo 9h 9m
Concluído, Primeira publicação em jul 26, 2015
Nadia seemingly has a perfect life, a perfect job, and a perfect personality. She is highly imaginative and finds herself dreaming most of the time about things she can't have. Her attraction to the world of fiction is so intense and strong that she often forgets to see the line between it and reality. Falling for the wrong persons and falling very easily are two of her most susceptible traits; she cannot change no matter how hard she tries.

Niall is a practical, living in the moment and funny guy. He doesn't think too much of the future, and is completely against planning every moment. Unlike Nadia, he actually has a perfect life, a perfect job and a perfect personality. He doesn't dream about things because he don't need to, they happen to him regardless.

Nadia and Niall cross paths, completely against their wishes. She thinks he is irritable and heartless while he thinks she is boring and proud.

Fate brings them together, and they utterly despise it - but it only takes time for them to realize what they actually want.
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