President X Goddess |JenLisa G!P|

🌸Chapter |4

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Made by me yeah (ME)
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🌸 | Lisa POV | 🌸

"Hello Lisa" My eyes widened by the person behind me. I quickly changed my expression to a stone cold face. It was Nancy McDonie, I don't know much about her, this is the first time we've talked.

"Where is the injured student?" I now know that there was no injured student, but best to act like I haven't caught up.

"Oh, uhh... well I kinda had one of my friends lie to you...hehehe...." She awkwardly said feeling nervous. I know where this is headed, so I'll cut to the chase now.

"Don't waste m-"
She cuts me off.

"LaLisa Manoban! Will you go on a date with me! I like you very much since freshman year!"
She looks down bowing with her arms stretched out handing me a love letter.

"No thank you."
I politely declined her with a cold tone.
Nancy starts to shake.

"I-I see...I'm sorry Ms. President! But I won't be giving up!" She stands straight with both arms up in a fist form like she was going to work hard.

"It's best to give up." I block her letter with my hand. I'm already taken by Jennie Kim.
Wonder what's she's doing right now? Its 's the last period so she must be in culinary.

"Ms. McDonie, Give up and find someone who would accept your feelings because I'm not the one." I firmly said about to leave the art room.

"W-Wait!" She tries to grab my arm, but I pulled it away dodging her touch; however she missed placed her foot and stumbled on me. We both fell together on the floor with her on top of me.

The door to the class opens with 5 girls huddling to peek inside wondering what the noise was.
They must be her friends that awaited if I accepted her confession or not.

Fuck.

"I-I'm truly sorry Ms. President!" Nancy quickly stood up and ran with her friends. I was still on the floor clenching my hands with disgust.

I hated her touch.

Of course Jennie is a whole different story because she's the reason I became like this.
I avoided physical contact because they weren't Jennie Kim. Plus I hated germs.

I went to my private shower room and retook a shower to feel clean again. I can barely handle my friends touch, but if it's someone I barely know, or don't even know, I'll just feel dirty.

As I washed I thought about the stalker.
In my apartment floor there is no camera to see who was on our floor and slipped the note.
However on Jennie's side there is an emergency exit of stairs in case the elevator were to stop working. Which if that were to happen it would take long to completely reach the end of the stairs by how tall the building is.

We both have doorbells installed with cameras that show who rings and comes from the elevator, but the emergency exit is a blind spot for both doorbell cameras. I'll have to check my camera and see if they came from the elevator or perhaps the emergency exit.