Chaennie One-shots

Photograph

Third Person's POV

Jennie didn’t believe in love at first sight until she accidentally took a photo of the most beautiful girl on earth.

Well, that’s almost completely a lie- she’s always been a bit of a hopeless romantic, and she’s loved the idea of love at first sight forever. But she didn’t think it could ever happen, at least not to her.

She wasn’t even paying attention to what she was taking pictures of; the assignment in her Photography class was to simply photograph her surroundings. To be honest, Jennie thought that it was a stupid assignment that she couldn’t get anything out of.

As she went through her camera that night, though her jaw fell open when she saw Rosie, standing unassumingly right in the center of a shot. Scruffy hair, messy clothes, and no makeup didn’t set Rosie apart from all the other students around her, but the sunlight hit her eyes in a way that was perfectly mesmerizing.

Just like that, it was settled- Jennie's going to find her. After all, love at first sight can’t  just be ignored.

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Jennie's POV

“Why the hell are you putting up missing posters?” Jisoo frowns, bending so that she could view the poster correctly. “These are useless, they don’t even have a name.”

“That’s cause I don’t know her name,” i shrug, stapling another one to a bulletin board. The only information on the photo is the picture i took of her, and my own name and phone number, in case anyone was kind enough to actually call. “I want to find out.”

The older girl straightened up, staring skeptically. “Seriously? Why’re you trying to find her, anyway? Do you know her at all?”

“Nope!” i announced cheerfully, picking up a fresh stack from her bag. The posters surprisingly didn’t cost much to make, though any amount would’ve been worth it to satisfy her curiosity. “I took a photo of her, and I think she’s pretty, that’s all.”

“You’re so gay,” Jisoo sighs, picking up her own backpack. “Well, I’m off to class, good luck finding your true love or whatever.”

Completely missing the sarcasm, the shorter girl answers, “Thanks!”

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Not a single person calls or texts for nearly 2 weeks, to Jennie's disappointment. Her posters are all still there, too- nobody bothers to take them off, so maybe it’s just that no one recognizes her.

When she finally gets a text, she’s so overjoyed that she opens it right in class, as her professor drones on about Cartesian planes.

Unknown Number [2:09]    who are you and why are you putting up missing posters about me?

Jennie [2:10]    hi!!!

Jennie [2:10]    my name is Jennie Kim, i accidentally took a photo of you and thought you were pretty

Jennie's cheeks flame at her own honesty, but she stares at her phone, hoping a reply (a.k.a. a quick release) comes soon.

Unknown Number [2:11]     that’s it?

Jennie [2:11]   yea, should there be more??

Jennie [2:11]   could we go for coffee or something? i might have to use your picture for an assignment, maybe we should meet first

Unknown Number [2:11]     are you not in class right now?

Jennie ignores the nudges of her class mate Lisa beside her, elbowing back as she types.

Jennie [2:12]     anything for true love!

Unknown Number [2:13]     that’s cheesy

Unknown Number [2:13]     but alright. let’s meet at the cafe on campus in 20 minutes, I assume you know what I look like

Unknown Number [2:13]     and by the way, my name is Rosie Park.

“Rosie,” Jennie tests out on her tongue, smiling as she stuffs her phone into her bag and stands up. “I’m going to go,” she whispers to Lisa, who smiles knowingly and bats a hand. “Take notes for me!”

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Rosie's POV

“Hi,” the brunette smiles as she plops down opposite me and sticks her hand. “I’m Jennie.”

I look surprised to see her, but my lips curve into a soft, amused smile as i accept the handshake.
“Rosie. I’m not going to lie, I thought you were going to be some kind of creepy dude.”

“You’re not disappointed, are you?” the girl jokes, taking out her notebook where she pressed the photo.
“Here it is, by the way. The photograph I took of you.”

Warmth seems to spread through her entire body when  my fingers brush against hers, but Jennie tries to hide her slight blush. “Huh. It’s honestly a really good photo of me. Are you a photography major?”

“Nah,” she answers, watching me look over the photo. To be honest, you’re much more beautiful in real life- a camera could never capture the way your eyes sparkle in real life, even in the dim lighting of the cafe.
“I really enjoy it, though.”

“What was the assignment?” At the obvious confusion on the other girl’s face, i clarify, “You said you needed the photo for an assignment? What was it?”

“Ah!” Jennie grins, hands moving as she explains. “I was supposed to take a photo of my surroundings, and I wasn’t really paying attention to what I was taking pictures of. I just wanted to finish the assignment, and- oh, I’m rambling.”

I laugh, the sound a bit louder than she expected but just as pretty. “No, no, it’s cute. You know what? How about let’s order something, and you can explain your assignment to me? I might even hire you to take photos of me next time.”

“Sure,” Jennie breathes out, unable to hide the grin taking over her face. Maybe there was something to get out of the assignment after all.