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Mika goes all the way to Seoul to see her sweetheart Hyeong Jun who's been waiting for her. She suffers faints at the airport and she mistakes Kim Gyeon as Hyeong Jun due to trauma. Kim Gyeon also ends up falling in love with her, thus disrupting the balance between the three. Their memories start intertwining, but, before long, a tragedy occurs.

Xia Le Di was an arrogant, self-absorbed socialite before her father's bankruptcy left her penniless. She believed that it happened because his competitor stole "Mona Lisa," a revolutionary makeup technology that his company developed. She vowed to get it back. She went undercover at JEALOUS, the rival company, working as an assistant to Chang Yu Jie, the heartless operation manager/lead makeup artist. While she focused her investigation on him, her romantic interest wandered to his charming half-brother Chang Shao Feng. But unbeknownst to her, the half-brother was the real culprit behind the theft.

Xia Le Di was an arrogant, self-absorbed socialite before her father's bankruptcy left her penniless. She believed that it happened because his competitor stole "Mona Lisa," a revolutionary makeup technology that his company developed. She vowed to get it back. She went undercover at JEALOUS, the rival company, working as an assistant to Chang Yu Jie, the heartless operation manager/lead makeup artist. While she focused her investigation on him, her romantic interest wandered to his charming half-brother Chang Shao Feng. But unbeknownst to her, the half-brother was the real culprit behind the theft.

Xia Le Di was an arrogant, self-absorbed socialite before her father's bankruptcy left her penniless. She believed that it happened because his competitor stole "Mona Lisa," a revolutionary makeup technology that his company developed. She vowed to get it back. She went undercover at JEALOUS, the rival company, working as an assistant to Chang Yu Jie, the heartless operation manager/lead makeup artist. While she focused her investigation on him, her romantic interest wandered to his charming half-brother Chang Shao Feng. But unbeknownst to her, the half-brother was the real culprit behind the theft.

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...

Momoko yearns to be part of the Rococo aristocracy. A shame then, as she was born two centuries too late. Ardent loner, Momoko was born into the Yakuza heartland. She feels, however, more at home in Versaille than in her distant town of Shimotsuma, Ibaraki. Her appetite for the lavish doll-like fashion known to its disciples as "Lolita" is insatiable. The uber-rebel, Ichiko, is a Bosozoku motor-cycle-gang member. On a fifty C.C. scooter. Laugh at your own risk before she knocks your teeth out. Her Pony-tails gang is one of Ibaraki's "wild speed tribes" whose teeth-rattling customized bikes are decked out with fibreglass shields and bannered backrests. She, too, is decked out in her elaborately decorated Tokkofuku boiler suits. In a world as colourful as Momoko's sweet-filled lunch box, the paths of these two incongruous girls cross one languid summer. Asses are kicked (and garments are embroidered). KAMIKAZE GIRLS: where Rameau meets the Japanese underbelly on the summery streets of Tokyo. Meet some different Girls on a Motorcycle that would make The Bride blush...