Loser (Jensoo)

"You. Your name is Jisoo?"

"LISA! I'M GOING TO ACTUALLY KILL YOU!" I shout once we get back to our dorm.

I grab her collar and she raises her hands. She chuckles nervously, "M-Maybe we can fix this."

I scoff. "FIX THIS?! SHE THINKS THOSE LETTERS CAME FROM A MAN!"

Lisa holds her hands over her face. "Don't touch my face but you can...umm...hit me anywhere else."

I roll my eyes and let go of her. I walk over to my jars and see the missing letter between the two of them.

I rub my forehead and hear Lisa say, "I'm sorry Jisoo."

"She hates me. Did you know that?" I say as I turn around.

Lisa frowns. "You didn't tell me what happened at the party. What did she do?"

"She was perfect just like always. I messed up," I say and flop into my office chair. "I don't know if she wanted anyone to find out so don't tell anyone okay?"

Lisa nods and I explain, "She broke up with her boyfriend, Jason, because he cheated on her at the party. She caught him and I just happened to be there. I wasn't eavesdropping or anything." Lisa smirks and I ignore it. "She starts going off on him and seemed uncharacteristically angry which was cool to see actually. Then he grabbed her wrists and didn't let her go. So I stepped in and told her a self-defense move that I learnt from my one week of classes in 7th grade. She ran off. I knocked him unconscious—"

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

"—then I found her crying and I....I didn't know what to do."

Lisa smacks her forehead before pulling her hand away. "Please tell me you didn't just stand there."I don't respond and it's Lisa's turn to sigh heavily. "Continue."

"So then I stand there and she asks me to comfort her—"

"Oh my gosh Jisoo."

"—but that would mean I have to touch her and... and that made me nervous so I didn't. She got mad at me and thought I was rude then she said she never wanted to see me again before leaving the party completely."

Lisa smacks her forehead again. "How can you be so stupid yet such a genius?"

I stare at my hands and pick at the skin around my nails. "It's my fault right? I made her misunderstand me."

"Yes! Why didn't you run after her and correct her?!"

"She seems mad," I say softly. "I didn't want to upset her more."

"You know that you just expanded the gap between the both of you by a mile or more right? She went from not knowing who you are to knowing who you are and hating you."

"I got the recap," I mutter stubbornly.

"So what's your game plan now?" She asks me and leans forward with her forearms on her knees.

I shrug. "I don't know. I guess I'll just keep making paper stars—"

"Girl! You want her to be your girlfriend right?! You need to do better! Work harder!" Lisa says.

I glare at her. "I was doing fine until you went and—"

"You made nearly 500 paper stars for every single day that you've been in love with her. You aren't going very fast and this is our senior year! When will you make her yours?!" Lisa shouts.