Her Bestfriend ✔️

Prologue

She hated the word heartbreak.

Just the mere sound of it had Lisa gritting her teeth in annoyance.

With another breath escaping through her clenched teeth from her parted plumped lips, Lisa forced herself to turn her attention down to her stained white sneakers. She watched as they shifted in discomfort on the dirty beige tiles beneath her. And, running out of different ways to clean the worn out fabric in her head, Lisa looked up and changed her focus towards the lockers across from her.

She scanned the bland color of the lockers with narrowed eyes. It was a dark shade of green that reminded her of spinach. And she hated spinach.

Lisa let out another sigh as a student walked towards one of the lockers in front of her and placed their hand on the black lock. She observed how the student naturally turned the dial three times to the right, two times to the left and one last spin to the right. Lisa watched as the student rushed to grab a single textbook, tucked it in their backpack and slammed the locker shut. The sound created an echo in the, almost empty, hallway that lasted less than a second. Maybe two seconds.

And, watching the student leave, Lisa held in a whimper of despair. She wanted to fall on her knees and beg. Actually and pathetically beg for the student to come back and somehow distract her. She desperately needed to concentrate on something else. Anything to pull her away from what was happening beside her. She gnawed on her bottom lip in irritation.

Gripping onto the straps of her backpack, Lisa hazarded another glance to the right and immediately regretted her reckless decision. She turned away and clenched her eyes tight, wanting to forget the image of her dear best friend being pressed against the cold lockers behind them.

She wanted to forget the image of her best friends arms locked around the quarterbacks neck and the way he had his giant hands resting on her waist and pulling her flushed against his body. She especially wanted to forget the image of their lips moving against each other as if the world was about to end.

Oh how she wished it did.

Lisa hated the word heartbreak.

Why?

Because she herself was heartbroken.

Jennie Kim, why do I love you?