Cinnamon girl | Chaelisa

Things I wanna say to you

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Lisa's mind raced, the weight of Chaeyoung's proposition pressing down on her like a suffocating blanket. She thought about her secret, the potential fallout if it were exposed, and the life she had fought so hard to build.

In the midst of her inner turmoil, a bitter realization settled in. She felt trapped, cornered into a decision that she never should have been forced to make. But the reality was clear: Chaeyoung held the upper hand, and Lisa's options were painfully limited.

With a heavy sigh, Lisa finally looked up at Chaeyoung, her gaze a mix of defeat and resignation. "Fine. I'll agree to your terms."

A triumphant smirk played on Chaeyoung's lips, a sense of victory evident in her eyes. "Smart choice."

Lisa's stomach churned as she felt the weight of her decision settle upon her. She had chosen to protect her secret, to avoid the potential humiliation and fallout that would come with its exposure. But in doing so, she had willingly stepped into a web of manipulation and control, giving Chaeyoung the power to exploit her vulnerability.

As the detention room stretched out before them, Lisa couldn't shake the feeling that her life had taken a dark turn. She had chosen the lesser of two evils, but she knew that this choice would come with its own set of consequences. And as the minutes ticked by, Lisa couldn't help but wonder if she had made a decision that would haunt her for a long time to come.

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The days following Lisa's decision were a whirlwind of emotions, each encounter with Chaeyoung a storm of desire and uncertainty. The connection they shared, born from secrets and hidden desires, held them in a tantalizing dance.

Chaeyoung's presence in Lisa's life was a constant reminder of their fragile arrangement. The moments they shared were a rollercoaster of intimacy and detachment, leaving Lisa torn between the longing in her heart and the uncertainty of their future.

Yet amidst the haze, Lisa sensed the pain that Chaeyoung carried within her. Moments of vulnerability flashed in Chaeyoung's eyes, offering a glimpse into a world of shadows and hidden scars.

Weeks turned into a maze of shared encounters and buried emotions. The connection Lisa shared with Chaeyoung was intoxicating, a push and pull that both ignited her desires and left her craving something more profound.

One evening, the city lights casting a warm glow through the window, Lisa found herself alone with Chaeyoung once again. The air was heavy with unspoken tension.

"You're back," Chaeyoung's voice held a mixture of amusement and challenge.

Lisa met her gaze, determination blazing in her eyes. "I mean you blackmailed me." She scoffed.

Chaeyoung's lips curved into a half-smile, a hint of something genuine in her expression. "Persistent, aren't you?"

Lisa leaned in, her voice a quiet yet unwavering plea. "I need to know, Chaeyoung. Why this arrangement? Why enemies with benefits?"

Lisa can see Chaeyoung fighting with herself. What is it that the blonde girl makes her do this?
"It's... I just..." the girl stopped mid sentence and her gaze hardened.

Chaeyoung's gaze held hers, surprise and defensiveness mingling in her eyes. "You're digging deep."

Lisa's voice remained steady. "I don't know why you're doing this don't you love Jungkook?"

In that moment, something shifted in Chaeyoung's gaze—a vulnerability that Lisa hadn't seen before. Before she could respond, Chaeyoung straddled her, her lips brushing against Lisa's in a heated kiss.

Lisa's heart raced, her desire and confusion warring within her. She pulled back, her breath shaky, her voice a soft protest. "Stop."

Chaeyoung's gaze met Lisa's, a mix of longing and defiance in her eyes. "You don't want this? Our arrangement-"

"I do.." Lisa's gaze held steady, determination clear in her voice. "I want answers first."

Chaeyoung's facade wavered, vulnerability creeping into her eyes. "Fine. Let's talk."

As they sat there, the tension between them a tangible force, Lisa knew that they were on the precipice of something significant. The unspoken emotions and hidden pain that bound them together were about to be laid bare, and in the dimly lit room, Lisa could feel the weight of their shared secrets finally beginning to lift.

The room was a battleground of emotions as Lisa and Chaeyoung sat facing each other. The air was charged with tension, the unspoken weight of their shared secrets threatening to suffocate them both. Lisa's heart raced, knowing that the conversation they were about to have could change everything.

Chaeyoung's gaze held a mixture of vulnerability and defiance, a storm raging within her. Lisa took a deep breath, her voice soft yet determined. "Chaeyoung, You don't like me and I really cannot stand you either. So, I need to know why you're doing this?Why enemies with benefits? And more specifically, why me? You hate me."

Chaeyoung's voice trembled, her defenses beginning to crack. "It's... It's complicated, Lisa."

Lisa's expression softened, empathy and concern in her eyes. "You don't have to face this alone, Chaeyoung. Whatever it is, I will listen."

Tears glistened in Chaeyoung's eyes, her walls crumbling under the weight of her emotions. "I can't... I can't do this right now."

Lisa reached out, her hand gently touching Chaeyoung's arm. "Please, Chaeyoung. I know I should hate you after everything you done in the past years but I see this really upsets you. You don't have to carry this burden by yourself."

Chaeyoung's voice wavered, vulnerability breaking through. "I just... I can't trust anyone with this."

Lisa's heart ached at the admission, the pain in Chaeyoung's eyes mirroring her own ache. But before they could delve deeper into the conversation, Chaeyoung's walls were back up.

"Don't think this changes anything," Chaeyoung's voice was cold, a barrier between them.

But Lisa wasn't willing to let her off the hook. Her voice was soft yet insistent. "Chaeyoung, there's something you're hiding. You have a boyfriend...Why are you doing this even though you're with him?"

Chaeyoung's gaze met Lisa's, surprise mingling with defensiveness. Her eyes flickered, a glimpse of the pain she was trying to conceal. "You wouldn't understand."

Lisa's voice remained steady, unwavering. "Try me. I want to understand, Chaeyoung. And I think you need someone to talk to."

The room was heavy with tension, emotions swirling between them like a tempest. Chaeyoung's mask was slipping, vulnerability seeping through the cracks. As they sat there, Lisa knew that this was a turning point, a moment that could unravel the bonds between them or lead them down a path of healing and understanding.