World-weary photographer heroine x optimistic mixed-race male lead
Now, I'm a photographer with a modest reputation. I have friends I trust and companions who share my ideals.
At the start of the new year, I held a portrait photography exhibition. In the center of the gallery hung a close-up of a pair of eyes.
They were Evan's eyes.
So bright, so deep.
For the rest of my life, I'll see the world for him.
First-person narration, old-school bittersweet ending. The man saves the woman; the male lead dies of an illness.
Theme: Fate kept us from falling in love.
