Maybe, she's borderline insane. Maybe, it was the crush taking over her head like a zombie virus. Maybe, just maybe, it was her creative side being driven by the fantasies of living in a world where she's not a hopeless romantic.
Lisa sighed. Countless times, she had been rejected by people she liked. When she was eleven, she received her first heartbreak, because she accidentally confessed to her friends that she liked Jennie, the star of the sixth grade class, and it caused Jennie and her friends to bully her instead. In eighth grade, at the ripe age of thirteen, Lisa's best friend pushed her to write a letter to confess her feelings to her crush, Jisoo, who was the richest girl and the most popular cheerleader in middle school, which caused Jisoo to spread rumors about Lisa eating her own snot. In another poor luck, Lisa fell in love with an older guy in ninth grade, only for the guy to tell her that he was gay. Even worse, she fell in love with a younger guy in tenth grade, only for the guy to date someone else instead. Afterwards, she continuously pursued girls and guys she had crushes on, but instead she kept on failing and got herself wounded worse and worse.
Growing up, Lisa wasn't attractive according to the beauty standards. She might be cute and charming, but never beautiful. She was a little skinnier than average and her skin was tanned. Her hair was a little curly and messy most of the time. Her eyes were big but a little asymmetrical. Albeit smart, kind, caring, generous, and funny, even talented, somehow she was truly unfortunate when it came to love life.
Lisa turned 21 finally. It was twenty one years without a partner. It was twenty one years of being single. It was twenty one years of people asking her when she was going to date. Hell, she hadn't even had her first kiss, let alone lose her virginity nor date.
Even worse, at the big age of 21 years old, she somehow still... had a crush. It was crazy. There was no way she hadn't given up yet at the idea of love, but well, she did. When her friends were married and pregnant, she still had her heart giddy for someone. It was peculiar, but that's Lisa for everyone around her: brutally manic.
She met Chaeyoung at a bus stop when she was seventeen and immediately became best friends... with her brother, Chanhyuk. She instantly clicked with loud and fun Chanhyuk, while Chaeyoung was the cool, non-chalant, quiet girl she thought she wouldn't be able to get along well with. At first glance, Lisa felt nothing towards Chaeyoung, for all she thought was Chaeyoung was merely her best friend's sister.
Being chronically unlucky in love, Lisa couldn't help her feelings when all in a sudden she started to develop feelings towards Chaeyoung... because Chaeyoung liked her story of her selfie on Instagram.
"So, you've got a lot of friends. Are you planning to invite everyone for dinner or anything? Or probably your family?" Chanhyuk asked. "Or are you planning to just go party in the club?"
"I don't know... really," said Lisa. "I'm just... Never mind. I'm thinking of just drinking and rotting in bed for the day."
"Boring much?"
"Boo whatever." Lisa rolled her eyes. She decided to go on Instagram instead. "Maybe, I'll just do a photoshoot."
"Wait– really?" Chanhyuk's eyes widened in excitement. "My sister recently bought a camera, because... I don't know, really, she's interested in photography all of a sudden."
Lisa blinked. Her thumb hovered over the Instagram icon, suddenly forgotten. "Chaeyoung’s into photography now?" she asked, trying to sound casual, though her voice betrayed her with a flicker of curiosity.
Chanhyuk nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah. I think it’s her coping mechanism or something. You know, post-breakup hobby. She’s been out every weekend taking pictures of alley cats and streetlights like it’s a French noir film."
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FanfictionRandom stuff going on, just pick on what you like. Mostly Jensoo Chaelisa though. This book has been with me through nine different crushes for the past six years. Bear with me. angst ◇ smut ◇ fluff ◇ memes
