Lisa (G!P) Jennie Kim has built her life on control and unwilling to let anyone close. But one night, when her friends hand her a name and a number, she crosses a line she swore she never would. Lisa was supposed to be nothing more than a distraction. Just someone Jennie could call when the loneliness became too much. But Lisa isn't forgettable. She's warmth in the cold, laughter in the silence, and the one person who makes Jennie's carefully built walls begin to crack. What starts as late-night encounters turns into something Jennie refuses to name. Until a secret decision shatters the fragile line between them. When Lisa discovers the truth, she doesn't just walk away. She chooses herself, leaving Jennie to face the one thing she never know. Loss. For the first time, the woman who had everything is left with nothing. No control. No escape. Only the hollow ache of realizing too late what Lisa truly meant. And some wounds don't heal easily... especially when love was never supposed to be part of the deal.

[GP] Jennie Ruby Jane. People mistook her beauty for innocence, but her allure was never pure. It was deliberate, calculated, and devastatingly effective. Every line of her body carried an unspoken promise, and every glance was a test of willpower. A law student in her final year, she knew the power of words and wielded them like a blade-sharp, persuasive, lethal when she chose. Behind her red-painted lips and smoldering eyes was a mind sharper than any cross-examination. Lisa Manoban. A surgeon with ice-untouchable, unreadable. Her hands were steady, her heart carefully stitched shut after a painful past. Her beauty was clinical, almost cruel in its precision, a face carved in marble with eyes that gave nothing back. She spoke in measured tones, as if every word cost more than it was worth, and silence was her favorite weapon. While others sought warmth, Lisa offered only cold truth, her gaze dissecting people the way her scalpel did flesh. Together, they make the perfect storm- temptation and control, fire and ice, heat and emptiness. Can they turn the storm into a perfect weather? Or will the storm keeps swirling around?

When sharp-minded lawyer Lisa Manoban accepts a meeting at the Kim estate, she expects a routine legal consultation - not a seat at a matchmaking luncheon. A single mix-up turns a professional visit into an awkward encounter with Jennie Kim, the elusive heiress of the Kim conglomerate, who believes Lisa is one of the suitors her grandmother handpicked. Jennie, tired of shallow affections and people chasing her fortune, has been pretending to be wheelchair-bound to expose those with insincere intentions. But Lisa's calm indifference and blunt honesty throw her off balance. Lisa isn't impressed by money, nor is she playing along with anyone's game - especially not when she's roped into one against her will. What begins as a misunderstanding soon becomes something far more complicated. Between corporate secrets, family expectations, and a grandmother's relentless scheming, Jennie and Lisa find themselves drawn to each other in ways neither anticipated. In a world built on appearances and contracts, The Case of Miss Kim asks what happens when sincerity becomes the most binding agreement of all.

My BitterSweet Jennie Ruby Jane Kim The sole heiress of Kim Corporation. Untouchable to the world. Immaculate in public. Dangerously intelligent in private. Jennie learned how to survive power long before she learned how to want happiness. She trusts strategy more than people, calculation more than instinct, silence more than promises. To her, love is not comfort. Love is exposure. Love is risk. Behind the flawless image and diamond-hard walls, she is only a woman who once dreamed of a normal life- and never discovered how to step outside the one she was born into. Signature quote "If you want the crown, you learn how to bleed without anyone noticing." ⸻ Lalisa Manoban A quiet photographer carrying a family name powerful enough to reshape industries- and heavy enough to suffocate a life. Lalisa walked away from her dynasty without scandal or rebellion. She simply disappeared into something smaller. Quieter. Honest. She chooses distance over influence, observation over control. She documents other people's stories so she doesn't have to dominate her own. Lalisa sees people the way they truly are. Not the version they sell. Not the version they protect. Including Jennie. She loves softly. She stays silently. And she loves Jennie-completely... even when she is never the one being chosen. Signature quote "Sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do is see someone exactly as they are-and stay anyway."

Her radiant smile hides a secret she dares not confess: She's in love with a girl. Set in the summer of 1970s South Korea, a time when love between two women was unthinkable and forbidden.

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I'll be merging Book 1 and 2. Lisa Manoban was just a broke college student juggling part-time jobs when a ridiculous mix-up led to her getting accidentally married to Jennie Kim-heiress to a powerful family and the coldest, most intimidating woman she'd ever met. Now, Lisa finds herself tangled in a marriage contract with a possessive wife who enforces marriage rules, demands that they share a bed, and somehow makes Lisa's life both a dream and a nightmare. Between surviving Jennie's intense family, dealing with newfound attention at school, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact (and her body in check), Lisa wonders: How the hell is she going to last a whole year in this setup?! One thing's for sure-her suffering has just begun. THIS IS G!P Start Date - March 3, 2025 End Date - September 24, 2025

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... Sometimes love doesn't start with words - it starts with a glance. Jennie Kim is one of Seoul's most brilliant lawyers - confident in the courtroom, shy everywhere else. To the world, she's sharp, composed, and fearless. But in private, she hides behind silence, afraid to be seen too closely. Lisa Manoban, a world-class cardiothoracic surgeon, is much the same. Calm under pressure, magnetic in the operating room - yet off duty, she's gentle, awkward, and unsure how to handle her own emotions. When a chance collision at a bookstore leads to a second meeting in a café, their quiet worlds begin to overlap. Jennie's hidden warmth meets Lisa's quiet strength. Two shy women, two lives perfectly contained - until eye contact becomes the language neither can ignore. "Shy Eyes" is a slow-burn romance for adults - tender, sensual, and deeply human. It's about the quiet between heartbeats, and the courage it takes to be seen.

JenLisa Fan Fiction

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... Bound Hearts The city never slept, but it knew how to keep secrets. Somewhere in a courtroom, a woman's voice sliced through the silence, cool and unyielding: "Objection. If you want to twist the law, at least do it properly." The gallery stirred. They didn't know her name yet, but they would. Everyone did, eventually. Elsewhere, in a room painted with sterile light, another woman held a life between her hands. The monitor beeped faster, the air tightened, and her command cut through the panic like steel: "Scalpel. Now." No tremor in her voice. No hesitation. Not even when the patient's heartbeat stuttered back to life, because for her, saving people was routine. A job. Nothing more. Two women, unseen to each other, ran the city in different ways. One with words sharp enough to draw blood. The other with hands steady enough to stop it. Neither believed in distractions. Neither allowed themselves weakness. But fate had a habit of drawing straight lines just to let them collide. And when they did- the courtroom would no longer be silent, and the operating room would no longer be the coldest place in the hospital.