1st Lisoo FF (will be written alongside Jenlisa Stories)
***
From promising to marry each other at a very young age to fulfilling everything together as years go by. Lisa and Jisoo were inseparable, bonded by adoration and a friendship that is equiv...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Lisa's Pov
"Unexpected"
Jisoo wants to see me? She wants to see it before the play, the mere thought of our friendship anniversary was a bitter taste. But that has been washed by this, wasted no minute a contest to where she is, heedless to the sea of theater performers and production staffs behind, bumping shoulders, worried shouts, fusing sweats.
In the far corner, there she is, sitting elegantly on her faultlessly ironed dress, the make-up artist by her side, retouching the pink blush, which she doesn't need. The tint on her cheeks drastically arose when our eyes met in the mirror. I gave her a little wave, and her heart-shaped lips parted. Does she want to say something?
"You asked for me..." I clarified when I went closer, that the make-up artist glanced at me and then back to my best friend. Her eyes lock on mine, the mirror can't reflect how flushed I'am. The make-up artist stopped, and it's when I notice my best friend told her to.
The woman bowed, gathered her things, and left. Nothing grand about her leaving, but there is something grand before me. If Jisoo was the goddess without all the colors on her face, what more now? The galaxies would be offended if they'll see the complexions she has.
"Joy told me you were napping? Did I disturb you, I'm sorry. I was nervous and, you know how I get when I am." She uttered above a whisper, I smiled understandingly at her before pulling a plastic chair. The backstage was in derange, their things all over the place, scattered and uncared. But it wasn't sore to the eyes, it was more of a relic of how vigorous they were.
"You're always confident for a play, what changes now?" I asked curiously, the way her fingers fidget on the hem of her lavender dress, the side of her eyes twinkling, and her breath uneven. She turned to me.
"Uh- there's this scene I-" our conversation was intruded when Irene entered the scene. Jisoo send an apologetic smile, the woman was in her fancy styled dress too, a light make-up that suited her aura, and extravagant jewelry to top it.
"God, I'm stressing out! I forgot my heels at home!" Well, that was, out of the blue. Jisoo knitted her brows.
"The one that goes with your dress?" Irene nodded and pinched the bridge of her nose. Frustration painted on her face, my best friend, on the other hand, couldn't phantom what she heard.
"How...do you have any backup shoes?" She asked, Irene, shook her head. She was on the verge of crying. But she was tough enough to not let it fall.
"I told you not to bring it home. The team kept all our things here." I agreed with Jisoo.
"You know why I brought it home." My eyes went to Irene. Are those heels that special?
"I know, I'm sorry-" Jisoo stood and patted her back. I sighed, not knowing what to do.
