November
Jennie was wracked with guilt. Every run in with Jisoo Kim left more of an insatiable hunger in the pit of her stomach that she knew all too well. She was, as torturous as it was to admit, developing feelings for Jisoo Kim.
The same girl who'd challenged her on the first day of Sunmi's English class, and every second in between.
It was getting to an unbearable point.
She was constantly glancing at Jisoo, sharing soft smiles with the girl. She was in awe of how gentle she was with the children during their community service outings. She adored how much June seemed to love her.
She'd occasionally slip into the art room under the guise of visiting Nayeon, just to watch her at work.
Jisoo Kim was becoming a little like oxygen to Jennie, and she was realizing she couldn't breathe comfortably without the other girl.
And then of course, were the less than appropriate thoughts.
Jennie Kim prided herself on being an absolute gentlewoman, especially when it came to sexual matters.
Jisoo Kim found a way to ruin that as well.
Jennie had found herself dreaming about the brunette, with her curious brown eyes and the adorable beauty mark above her full, pale lips. She'd dreamt about her laugh, her smile, her husky tone.
She'd dreamt about kissing Jisoo until she was breathless, pinning her against the wall of her bedroom, where they'd almost shared a kiss.
She'd dreamt about Jisoo's husky voice and her soft whimpers as Jennie showed her what it meant to be dating her.
It had gotten so bad, on one particular evening, where Nayeon's lips were trailing to the meeting of her thighs, s he'd whimpered Jisoo's name, by accident. It was an honest mistake, a Freudian slip. Nayeon hadn't heard, but Jennie was horrified.
Jisoo's touch, back at the haunted house event, had sent waves of what could only be described as electricity, charged with sexual tension, pulsing through Jennie.
She knew what it meant.
She'd fallen out of love with Nayeon Im, whom she still respected, admired, and loved even platonically.
She had to end things before she did something to endanger that relationship. And so, it was with a heavy heart that she and Nayeon planned to meet at the top of the bleachers, after school.
Neutral ground.
It was a symbolism of what was to come.
Long since Jennie was born, her parents had been vacant during the most intense years of her adolescence. They'd missed a great portion of her middle and high school years, where she'd already developed, but needed the nurturing and love they were to offer.
They'd left her to fend for herself, in the care of Minzy and Daesung, they themselves gallivanting across the world in their business endeavors. Jennie had vowed to ensure that she was always there for June, but their absence left her with a sense of abandonment.
Suffice it to say, goodbyes never came easily to Jennie Rubyjane Kim.
She tugged her jacket a little tighter as she ascended up the final steps, sliding into her seat beside Nayeon, her brown curls bouncing as she turned to greet her girlfriend.
"Hi." Jennie sighed as Nayeon smiled softly at her, leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on her lips.
"Hey." Nayeon murmured, laying her head on Jennie's shoulder as Jennie's arms limply went around her.
