Uh... Which Dr. Kim?

I'll tell you today

“You know the reason, right?”
Cat-like eyes stared back at me. Her heart beat the familiar sound of disappointment, the same sound I heard in Chaeng when I first told her.

“To keep your secret, avoid the scientists, blah, blah, blah. Get a move on, Limario.”
Jisoo whined, quite aggressively.
I pushed down the hurt and fixed my gaze on Jisoo. Her fierce protectiveness flashed in her eyes.

I quirked my lip up, and got into telling them my story. The same things I told Chaeng.
This time though, I was more composed. My awareness of Jennie and Jisoo's reactions must've helped.
Every intake of breath, every tense of their muscles, and every startle of their hearts was obvious. 
They just let me talk, and as time passed I became more and more in tune with the three other people in the room.

The sound of what I can only describe as Jennie's heart breaking, resonated in my mind. Even Chaeng, who knew beforehand, still had her heart torn. 
And I was aware of that. Aware of almost everything happening in Jennie, in Chaeyoung, and in Jisoo's body.
Being aware of the highs and lows they were experiencing, put me on the same rollercoaster.

Imagine three different songs playing directly into your head, at the same time, and at ninety percent volume, that's how I feel. But I don't confuse the songs with each other and though I can focus on one and lower the volumes of the rest, I can't mute them.

If it wasn't for the steady and stable stream that was Jisoo, I would've stopped talking.
They're too immersing.

"Understand that knowing me, being friends with me, is dangerous."
I hesitated. My solo storytelling is about to end but Jisoo's demeanor is still calm as hell, while Jennie was all over the place confused.

"The danger to you won't come from me, but depending on circumstances, I could be a threat to the people around you."
"Depending? There are conditions for you to act decent with other people?"
Jisoo raised a questioning eyebrow.

Chaeng was starting to calm down from distress, but now she's getting fidgety for a different reason. Me too, if I'm being honest.
I could feel the heat creep to my face.
"I mentioned that people like me are naturally proud, aggressive, and territorial, sometimes way too much."
It was getting harder to keep my face straight, all I wanted to do was bury my face in my hands and screech.

"Yeah. I remember you saying it, more than a dozen times in the past hour."
Jisoo blandly remarked, but I could tell. I could tell that she knew! 
Thankfully, Jennie flicked her for me but that didn't help stop my face from heating up.

I glared hard at my knee.
"I-..."

Fuck. Shit. Am I really going to say it?

"I- Fu- Chaeng, I can't say it!"
I whispered urgently. Chaeyoung's eyes widened.
"Why- I mean, yes you can!"

I sent her a look that clearly said 'NO I CANNOT', but she glared back at me with a 'YES YOU CAN'. I gave her a pleading look and she sighed.

"We talked about this."
Chaeng mumbled through the corner of her mouth, my breath hitched. The sudden tenderness and understanding, and just well, love in her voice, startled me.

Oh yeah, Chaeng knows. She basically knows everything about me, my past, my present, my feelings— She knows and reciprocates.
And so do the Kims. 

"Lis?"
Warm coffee colored eyes looked at me in concern.
Every pore, the smallest of blemishes, and even the slight difference in the size of Chaeng's pupils was obvious, especially with the way she was basked in the light.
Her hair was pink, the baby fat that used to make up her cheeks was gone making her face look more slender and more mature, but her eyes are still familiar. They still look at me the same. 
This is my best friend. My Roseanne Park.