Kim Jisoo was never the type to tolerate any bullshit from anyone. She kept to herself and had a small group of peers. More or less, she only really trusted the 10 others closest to her.
The girl was quiet and witty from the start, not a talker, more of an observer. Mostly like the rest of the gang.
As a child, her little face would be seen plastered on every billboard or magazines. She came from the many Kim families under Seoul's elites list.
Despite her title, she hates the attention. The poor girl only wished to be kept alone, away from the paparazzi. And since she was the pride of the family, her father obeyed her wishes and transferred her to a more private academy for celebrity kiddos like herself.
Nisshoku Private Academy was where the relationships of the infamous 11 had really started to form, despite of their first encounter at that one Christmas party way back. (As young children's memories tend to altar, a reading circle was all that they could remember to have been conducted then)
On a stormy day, Jisoo would dread the cafeteria full of chattering kids. So, after getting her lunch, the girl made her way towards the big library on the east wing.
The room full of books had huge towering windows, looking out to the court yard of the private academy. The rain drops could be heard as they hit the metal roof above, which Jisoo find soothing when reading books.
The girl would make her way towards her usual spot in the corner after taking in the cozy aroma. However, on that particular rainy day, something stopped her mid-way.
There sitting right in her subconsciously marked chair was a young girl, comfortably reading her way through a novel that seemed way too rich for her age group.
Jisoo could tell the girl was intrigued in the pages in front of her. She was deeply focused to the point where Jisoo's presence was unnoticeable, until the older girl decided to tap the strange intruder on her shoulder.
"You're in my seat."
The young girl looked up at Jisoo with a blank expression, something she wasn't familiar with.
"I don't see your name on it. Just sit over there," the girl replied before going back to her book.
Jisoo raised her eyebrows in surprise, but finds the young girl amusing. So, she took the seat across from her and sat her belongings down.
"What's your name little bookworm? I think I recall seeing you at some of those boring business events my parents drag me to." Jisoo asked the girl.
The younger one looked up and gave Jisoo a small smile.
"I'm Kim Jennie. What about you?"
Ever since that encounter between the two Kims in the library, the girls were practically inseparable. They spent everyday hanging out, talking about their common interests.
Soon enough, the 9 others eventually made their way into the two's inner circle. Starting with Jisoo's beloved older cousin, Min Yoongi. Which leads to the fondness that Yoongi grew for Jennie. A fondness that would start a deadly civil war between him and 2 of his closest friends.
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Jeon Irene rested her body weight against her black vehicle in front of gate C13. The girl was patiently waiting for her younger cousin to appear.
After 5 long years, she was finally able to see Kim Jisoo.
After a few more minutes, a browned hair girl stepped through the sliding doors of the gate. Her looks were sharp and curves defiant as ever. Irene spotted her immediately.
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Cherry Lane
FanfictionThe infamous 11 offsprings of Korea's Elites were inseparable. Their cunning personalities and fierce attitude drove away many and were feared by more. After a sudden dispute that cause the lost of trust between them, they parted ways and disappear...
