within the walls of arohata | jenlisa.

welcome home

lisa's p.o.v.

today is the second monday of the month, which means we get a dozen new inmates. since i have only worked at the prison for a few months, i'm always in charge of early arrivals. the only downside of this responsibility is the fact that i have to wake up at around six in the morning and still have to work my entire shift afterwards. even though i don't want to get up, i force myself out of bed and brush my teeth. i dress myself in a tank top and leggings, paired with a hoodie and tennis shoes. once i get to the prison, i can change into my uniform. with a deep exhale, i get into my car and drive to the dreaded destination. i go through the security check and clock in, then grab my things from my locker and head to the bathroom.

after i change and put my medium brown hair up into a bun, i make a fresh pot of coffee and pour myself a cup. the clock ticks by slowly as i drink my coffee quietly, satisfied with the lack of noise. most of my colleagues haven't arrived yet, but those who work the night shift are basking in their last few hours of work. therefore, no one is here to bother me in the break room. once i finally finish my morning routine, i head out of the prison to meet the driver of the van. i let out a loud sigh as i grab a plastic tub and bring it outside. i walk forward to the van doors and unlock them, then open them up. "file out, inmates. in an orderly line." i back up and grab a sack filled with a pillow, the standard prison uniform, a shower kit, and a toothbrush and toothpaste. i hand the sack to the first inmate and do the same with each woman following the next.

the inmates file into the building where i meet them behind the counter. i put each of their fingers into the pad of ink, then press the same finger onto a piece of paper. each inmate gets their fingerprints done, and then their fingerprints are put into their file. next, i take each inmate to the camera. "say cheese." i mumble sarcastically as i snap the first ID photo, then move on to the next. the last girl in line approaches quietly, unlike some of her peers who like to yell at me as if i'm the reason they're in here. i can't help but to realize how cute she is. i may like to deny it to myself, but i am definitely attracted to women. for a second, i stare at her with a confused look on my face. "are you gonna take the fucking picture?" she asks, which takes me out of my trance. "watch it, inmate." i fire back in response, then snap the photo.

each ID comes out of the machine one by one and i secure the clasp onto each. "inmate bae joohyun," i hand the plastic card to the woman, then turn to the next in line. "inmate yoo jeongyeon," i repeat the same process. "inmate kim jisoo," and then the next. "inmate hirai momo," i went through the same thing over and over until the last girl remained. "and inmate jennie kim." i spoke, flashing the smallest grin as i read her name out. she was undeniably gorgeous, so i figured letting her know wouldn't hurt. once all of the inmates had their belongings, i led them to their assigned bunks.

"inmate yoo jeongyeon with inmate bae joohyun in block D, cell 4. inmate hirai momo with inmate minatozaki sana in block D, cell 8." i list off the pairs of inmates and their cells until i once again reached the last. "inmate jennie kim and inmate kim jisoo in block D, cell 5." i announce, then look up at three of the pairs. "seems like you six will follow me to block D, the rest of you will go with officer hoseok." i turn to face my colleague and nod, then take the three pairs of women to cell block D. i swipe my ID card and open up the door, waiting until each girl walks through before i follow and shut the door. "alright, jeongyeon and joohyun, you're that cell—" i gesture to the cell to my right, then open the door for both ladies to walk in. without another word, i shut the door and lock it. i do the same with the next pair, then walk down the hall to the eighth cell. "jisoo and.. jennie," i say the latter's name with the same small smile, then open the door politely. "this way, ladies." i wait until they walk into their cell, then lean against the doorframe. "welcome home." i say with a cocky smirk, focusing my eyes directly on jennie. "lunch is at 12, ladies— oh, and it's 7 am." i shut the door and lock it, but slyly peer through the window to check out jennie one more time. she's so cute— how did an innocent looking girl like that ever wind up in a maximum security prison?

a/n: in the next part, which will probably be tonight, i'll explain the details of how jennie ended up in prison.