Soulmate. What a heavy yet fickle word. Ever since the creation of a technology that guarantees to find a person's almost perfect compatibility match, the word 'soulmate' has taken on varying meanings in people's lives. Myth turned reality for some. The catalyst of broken dreams for others. For Lisa, having a soulmate used to mean the end of her seemingly endless wandering and the start of the rest of her life. Until it didn't. (a journey in two parts) [jenlisa / chaelisa]

A short cute fluffy story about Jenlisa's first times. [CONVERTED] Credits to the amazing author: Nelly

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One ring. Why am I calling her ? Two rings. Of course she's not gonna answer. It's three in the morning. Three rings. What am I doing? I should han- "Allô?" It's three a.m., after a night of clubbing, Lisa is stumbling down the streets of Paris with a pair of bloody heels in her hands. She has no phone, money or the capacity to speak the only language that could allow her to explain her situation to someone. When she spots a blue phone box, she inserts the mere spare change she has left and decides to call the only number she knows by memory: Jennie's.

Lisa's schedule is busier than ever before, but a packed schedule means little to no time spent with her girlfriend. and so she decides to do what she knows best, and makes up for it. Or, the one where Lisa writes cute little notes to Jennie (and all the times Jennie takes care of her) (Baby While We're Young Book 4)

Alone and lost, with nothing but her beloved camera and old memories of Thailand, Lisa - who has just moved to Seoul - has found herself in yet another unfortunate circumstance. Yet on this night that seemed so brutally hopeless, Lisa finds comfort in the form of an unexpected friendship. This friendship sets a new beginning. But it is just that, the very start - start of a recklessly beautiful journey. Occasional smut A little bit of angst And whole bunch of Jenlisa Cover Cred. Jane Vauclain

Wherein Jennie found Lisa's cardigan under her bed and wrote a letter she'll never send to her.

"She is pain. A remarkable scar of my past." "Her." "Jennie Ruby Jane Kim" "My stigma."

Transferring to Belvoire University, Thailand native student Lisa Manoban looks forward to being able to have a new start at the exclusive University. But arriving, she soon realizes that not all is what it seems. Defined by family backgrounds, the campus is ruled by a system in which the rich students rule while the poor students grovel at the bottom of the barrel. And the one with the most power is the Queen B, Jennie Kim. Just what happens when Lisa meets the Queen B herself? Hate? love? When does the line exactly blur at the two emotions which are always entwined?

"Are you okay?" Jennie's eyes exude concern, but Lisa no longer finds it comforting. How can she, when she knows now that she will never be anything more than a group member to the person she loves the most. She feels sick to the stomach. She takes a few steps away and clenches her jaw. "I am."