"Lisa, Lisa, Lisa!"
Jennie shouted three times before sitting up on her bed violently.
"Jennie, what's wrong?" Taehyung was suddenly woken up by Jennie, who lay beside him. He groggily sat up and asked her what happened with a worried expression.
Jennie glanced over at Taehyung, and realized that she was just dreaming. Only then, did she quietly let out a sigh of relief. She outstretched her arms and hugged Taehyung's waist. As she pushed her face into his chest, she said in a low voice, "Nothing, it was just a nightmare."
Taehyung hugged Jennie and found a comfortable position. His hand stroked her back over and over again. "Go to sleep. Don't be scared, I'm here."
Jennie didn't say a word, but she hugged Taehyung's waist even tighter.
In the night, silence fell again. Jennie felt Taehyung's strokes become lighter and eventually stop, his breaths growing slow and longer. She knew he had already fallen asleep, but she wasn't the least bit sleepy.
She opened her eyes and stared at Taehyung who had his eyes shut and was deep in sleep. Then, she quietly removed his hand from her back, flipped her covers, got off the bed, and left the room.
She went to the kitchen first and grabbed for a cold bottle of soda. Opening the bottle, she took a sip and walked over to the balcony. She stared out into the city lights at night and thought about the dream she just had.
In the dream, Lisa knew that she did something terrible. She anxiously stared and pointed at her, and said that she ruined her happiness. Lisa, in the dream, cried and cried as she said that she saw her as the world's best older sister, so how could she do this to her?
That blame, that anger, they were all real.
Jennie couldn't help but grip tighter onto her bottle of soda. The icy cold touch slightly calmed her anxious heart.
Lisa and her had grown up with Jimin ever since they were young. The three of them were never apart. Their relationship was so good, they had no secrets between each other. But this was something Lisa didn't know, nor did Jimin.
Before she graduated, she had the life of a rich girl who everyone envied. She dated many handsome guys. Among all the boyfriends she'd had, she was impulsive and exciting towards some, whereas she was lonely and empty towards others, but that didn't mean she had never felt anything for them.
On her fourth year, close to graduation, she dated a TV host. He was tall, handsome, and his voice was piercing and charming. However, the one who she truly loved was the man who seemed proud and virtuous... Jungkook.
She was the same as now back then. Even though she wasn't happy about it, she had already lost all hope of being with him. At first, her wishes were simple. He was just a guy she wanted to date, so she could at least know the feeling of being with him.
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