𝙈𝙔 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇, 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙐𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍 (Eng.Ver) | CHAELISA

일곱: A different feeling.

Popular singer Roseanne Park and rising actress Lisa Manoban were caught in a secretive meet up last night, check it out! — that's what it said on the bright screen shoved up on her face at nine in the morning.

Well, fuck.

"Shouldn't we at least be allowed to get along with each other since we're like, you know, girlfriends now?" Lisa asks matter-of-factly as she glances incredulously at the old man in front of her.

"You guys were meant be seen together in public next week, not yesterday!" He exclaims and Lisa can only shrug, completely unamused.

She's not in the mood to start a discussion at nine in the morning, when she barely knows her own name and, most importantly, should be sleeping and resting in her bed because she had no schedules for the day. And she was sure that sleeping and resting did not include her stupidly annoying boss in any form of way.

The man continues. "The article says the both of you went to a coffee shop, then Rosé was on your motorcycle and you guys disappeared."

Lisa nods. It was all true, she wouldn't even try to deny it — specially when she knew she had absolutely no reason to do so. The boss chokes.

"W-where did you guys go? Don't tell me you went to some adult party— no, don't tell me you went to that club at the fifth street? Did you use fake IDS? Jesus christ, your career is over, this agency is over—"

"We just went to a park."

Lisa turned around so abruptly in her sit that she could even hear her own bones crack, releasing a relieved sigh when her eyes met Rosé's.

"Oh, thank god," Lisa mutters under her breath and the singer just smiles at her, taking a sit in the same chair as the first reunion.

"I know the contract said they shouldn't be seen in public before the d-day," The other old man — Rosé's boss — starts. "but now, everyone is curious to know how the two of them know each other, or since when they know each other and, most importantly, what is their relationship with each other."

Lisa hides her face in her palms and proceeds to mutter a bunch of swear words under her breath because she knows very well where this conversation is leading.

"We should keep making the girls see each other to tease the public, to make people eager to know more about what they have and then boom — we release the dating news."

Of fucking course.

The actress's boss seemed satisfied with what the other man said, shaking hands with him as he smiled like he had won the lottery. Lisa rolled her eyes.

"It's set!" He cheered. "You should see each other every week now, every day if you'd like!"

Lisa sighs and turns her attention to the girl sitting beside her, trying to read the singer's mind. Sure, they had said they wanted to see each other again after Lisa dropped Rosé at her place last night and yes, they kept texting until they fell asleep, but Lisa wasn't sure if the other girl would be pleased to do it all again when she's being forced to.

But then Rosé smiles at her, a reassuring curl of lips this time, and Lisa realizes she shouldn't make such a fuss out of that situation. It was just spending time with her fake girlfriend and maybe real new friend — what could possibly go wrong?

Everything goes wrong.

No, not exactly wrong. It's not like it's a they fought and want each other to die and go to hell type of wrong, no.

The thing is that after two weeks full of Rosé, her pretty smile, her soothing voice and her warm embrace, Lisa starts to detect something different inside of her chest — and she knows damn well what it is.

It's the same thing who bugged her for months the first time Jisoo showed up at their old house with a new friend — Jennie, who is now Jisoo's girlfriend of two years — when they were still kids, or when Son Chaeyoung showed up at school with a new, bolder haircut.

The name everyone uses to call that annoying little thing who makes her blush everytime Rosé touches her is nothing else but feelings — not the ones you usually have towards your friends and family, but the crush type of feelings, and Lisa is not sure if falling for your fake girlfriend was a good thing.

After all, Rosé still liked someone else. And being in a fake relationship with Lisa wouldn't make the singer's feelings for the other girl disappear out of nowhere, even if the actress selfishly wished it would.

It didn't help that, when she was busy shooting her new drama, Rosé would always make sure to check up on her through sweet text messages asking her if she had eaten, if she got enough sleep or if she wanted to meet up after her heated schedule was over — which lead them to a bunch of other coffee shop dates, who most of the times ended up at a movie theater or at Rosé's house, where they would spend endless hours talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

Rosé is incredibly talented, Lisa learns as the older one starts opening up to her. The girl wanted to be a writer when she was a kid, then a musician, and eventually she ended up mixing a little bit of both into her singing career, which started when she was just fourteen.

Rosé explains that, even though her success came pretty fast, it doesn't mean that she didn't have to work her butt off to get where she is now like a lot of people tend to say — and Lisa is a little too familiar with the frustration behind the singer's sincere words.

She acts like she doesn't care, because most of the time she really doesn't — but it would be a lie to say, after endless nights studying scripts and shooting a bunch of scenes till dawn on days she barely got any sleep, that the malicious comments didn't get to her sometimes. She was still a seventeen years old girl, after all.

That's why it was nice to have someone like Rosé in her life — someone who truly understands, who knows how hard and exhausting their careers can get sometimes. And, most importantly, a new friend who treats her way too kindly, kinder than the actress believes she might deserve.

To keep it short, Roseanne Park was an angel. And, even if the actress didn't want to, she was falling for her.