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Just so we're clear, the events of twenty minutes ago never happened. Lisa Manoban did not look at my nipples and we did not almost kiss. It was all a lie. I am still Jennie Kim with a wonderful boyfriend named Kai.

I am not attracted to Lisa Manoban in any way, shape or form.

Denial is the body's way of coping with shit, so I'm just going to deny that Lisa and I ever had a moment because it's best we forget it. Once I came out of the bathroom, Lisa was not in the room and I was so thankful. I got dressed and made my way to the restaurant we were all scheduled to have dinner at after Rosé texted that she's waiting for me, which leads us to the present conversation we're having about Cheetos.

"I can't believe you don't like Cheetos!" Rosé says in disbelief and I narrow my eyes.

"I don't see the hype, if I'm being honest. Far as I'm concerned, it's a waste of cheese."

She drops her burger on her plate dramatically and some of its contents spill on the floor. "You did not just insult my favorite snack."

"Big whoop. You still love me regardless."

"Not after you insulted my favorite snack. Apologize," she demands.

"I'm sorry I talked dirty about your favorite snack," I say half-heartedly.

She nods and smiles smugly. "Your apology is accepted. By the way, who did you get partnered up with? I left before Yang called your name."

"Don't even get me started on that, Rosé."

"That bad?"

"Terrible."

"Nancy?"

"Take another guess."

"Nayeon?"

"I wish it was her."

"Lisa?"

"Bingo!"

"Holy shit!"

I scrunch my face and take a bite of my spaghetti. "Right, but apparently there's no other empty rooms in the hotel."

"Poor baby," I glare at her and she raises her hands in mock surrender. "Look on the bright side, Jennie."

"Which is?"

"You didn't kill each other."

"Yet," I correct. "We didn't kill each other yet, but it sure as hell will happen soon if she continues to make comments about my nipples."

"She did what?!" Rosé says with her mouth open. I could see the lettuce and the tomato mixed with saliva in her mouth so I quickly cover her mouth with my forefinger. "She saw your nipples?"

"Not like that," I exclaim with a little blush. "More like it was, you know... see through."

"You're blushing," she says with a smirk. "You never blush Jen, which leads me to one conclusion: You like her."

"For the nth time, Rosé, I do not."

"Then why are you blushing?"

"From embarrassment," I answer in a duh tone. "She was so crude about it, like she wasn't ashamed to point it out."

"Well, if we're being fair, she has probably seen one too many nipples in her lifetime. I'm pretty sure she isn't ashamed of anything."

For some reason, my heart sinks at the thought of all the girls Lisa has slept with and I don't know why. Shaking the thought away, I resolve that Lisa will not be seeing me without a bra... like ever again. Even if I have to wear one to sleep, I would.

"Can we talk about something else?" I plead, tired of the conversation already. "You got paired with Suzy from Bio, right?"

She nods. "Yeah, her. I thought it'd be weird, since she's not you, but she's not bad. We've talked and she's actually a cool chick. Remind me to introduce y'all before the trip ends."

"Noted."

"Hey, Jennie and Rosé."

We whip our heads to the side to see who it was. "Jisoo." I say with a scowl. She notices this and a look of hurt flashed on her face, but she quickly masks it with a smile. She's not in my good graces, not yet.

"I was wondering if you both will be interested in the party Lisa and I are hosting, you know, to celebrate our arrival here. It's going to be at the club downstairs and it's tonight at 9:00pm."

"And you're hosting this with Yang's knowledge?" I ask with skepticism. I'm pretty sure the Principal did not agree to this party. The poor man will blow a gasket if he finds out his picture perfect, Forbes magazine-worthy students are doing something as 'illegal' as partying at a club.

"What he doesn't know won't kill him," she winks. "All the details have been sorted out, and we rented out the club for the night, so please say yes."

"Well–"

"Yes," Rosé blurts out while batting her eyelashes. "We'd definitely be there."

What's up wit her?

"Cool, see you there."

She walks away and I smack Rosé on her arm, hard. "Are you nuts?"

She rubs her arm and gives me a look. "Oh, come on. Jisoo is cute as hell. Her pretty smile, the amazing hair, the heart shaped lips..." she says with stars in her eyes. "I think I'm in love, Jen. Why didn't you tell me that y'all were close?"

"Because we're not, now snap out of whatever dream you're in."

"Do you think she's single?"

Oh boy! Rosé is what I call girl-crazy. She sees a cute girl and then swears on her life that she's in love, then she chases after the said girl and they'd date for a while, until she sets her sights on another cute girl.

"Nooooo," I say, but she's too far gone. "Rosé, remember the five other girls from this term alone? Remember you said you were in love back then?"

"Fuck those losers, they're old news. I want Jisoo Kim." Her eyes travel to the table where Lisa and Jisoo are and she sighs dreamingly. "You know, Jisoo and I have been attending the same social events since we were kids because our parents are in the same social circle, but I've never noticed how beautiful she is."

There's no holding her back once she's like this. Try as you may to stop her, but Roseanne Park is going to do whatever she wants to do.

I sigh in resignation. "I can't talk you out of this?"

"Nope."

"Fine, but please make sure you don't get hurt. My biggest fear is that Jisoo is as bad as Lisa when it comes to women."

"I'm a big girl, Jen. I can handle whatever."

Alright.

"Don't look now, but Lisa is looking in our direction."

"What?" I whip my head to a table on the far right, and sure enough, my eyes clash with that of the dark haired girl. We have a mini staring contest, no one wanting to loose, until she smirks and looks away, facing Jisoo and Taehyung.

"You two are a match made in heaven if I'm being honset. You just have to give it a shot."

Not after she kidnapped me, I won't.

"No."

"That's what they all say."

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