MMH(Jenlisa Adaptation)

Part 5

Jennie stayed off to the side, loathed to be dragged back to this end of the city by Jisoo who had become infatuated with the man she met at the bar. The youth center she found herself in didn't look like much of a place for children on the outside with its concrete walls and steel infrastructure, but inside it did its very best to make it more homely for the kids gracing its hallways.

On the walls that weren't covered by peeling wallpaper were hand painted pictures of stick figures around a blue and green circle of the earth, a wall dedicated to painted hands, and a wall filled with signed names. It was the hand drawn pictures on the walls that was any evidence that this was meant to be a happy children's place instead of a penitentiary.

Jennie walked back towards Jisoo, smiling up at H who had a mesh bag of various balls slung over his shoulder. He looked up when Jennie came to stand beside the blonde and offered her a friendly smile.

"It was really nice of you two to come down here," he said mainly to Jisoo. "I'd offer you a tour, but there's not much to see other than this."

He gestured to the hallways, the few classrooms that held smaller extracurricular activities, the viewing area over the gym, and the gymnasium itself.

He grinned shyly down at Jisoo. "Maybe I'll see you after I'm done with the kids?"

The blonde smiled placing a hand lightly on his shoulder. "I'll be here."

Jennie smirked at the obviousness of her friend as she watched Hoony exit through a door and descend down a metal staircase to what she assumed was the gym.

"You're quite smitten," the brunette noticed. "Here I thought he was nothing more than some man you met at a bar."

"He's actually very sweet," Jisoo defended, her eyes flashing defiantly.

"What will your father think?"

Jisoo turned suddenly towards her, her hand on the door Hoony had exited through. "He'd be happy for me."

Jennie furrowed her brow as Jisoo opened the door and let it shut behind her leaving Jennie to stare after her dumbfounded. The Kim, her mother specifically, were notoriously known for her wealth and high social standing that associating with anyone beneath her had been disallowed and bred into Jennie as soon as she could walk and talk. To have Jisoo, a woman whose wealth rivaled her own, speak so surely about something as whimsical as the heart was something Jennie was not used to. Then again the brunette was still suffering at the hands of her mother due to her career choice, and god forbid if Cora found out she had gone to a seedy bar last weekend and a karaoke bar the next night.

Shaking her head, Jennie pulled open the door, taken aback that on the other side was a simple catwalk that hung ten feet over the gymnasium floor. There were kids of all ages already there. The older ones had claimed a basketball net for a game of pick up while Honny had rallied the younger ones, a handful of balls distributed among them as he carefully explained the drill to them.

"Do you know him well?" Jennie asked inclining her head downwards towards the man as she leaned against the railing.

"Jennie." Jisoo's tone know cared she would not stand there if the brunette was planning on ridiculing Frederick.

"I only ask because you're my friend," the brunette answered honestly.

Jisoo offered a small smile before casting a sideways glance down below. "I saw him on Wednesday. He's quite the gentleman. He didn't even know who my father was."

Jennie placed a tentative hand on Jisoo's arm, her way of showing support for the blonde. She had been on the receiving end of one too many late night calls when the blonde had gotten her heart broken by a man only eager to dig their paws into her family fortune.