Jennie Kim is a brilliant doctor - calm, composed, and completely uninterested in distractions. Her clinic runs like clockwork, her white coat is always crisp, and her heart? Completely off-limits. Then comes Lisa Manoban: chaotic, charming, and suspiciously accident-prone. One week it's a sore throat. The next, a bruised elbow from "tripping over nothing." Jennie is convinced Lisa's faking it. Lisa insists she's just following doctor's orders. But when Jennie finally confronts her about the weekly visits, Lisa just grins and says: "Well... you did tell me to come back if the symptoms got worse." Turns out, she wasn't talking about a cold - she was talking about a crush. Now Jennie has a problem. Because the patient she tried so hard to ignore might be the one person who makes her heartbeat skip for real. A slow-burn, feel-good rom-com filled with fake injuries, real feelings, and one very persistent patient who might just cure the doctor's cold heart.

Jennie Kim was born into power. The Kims have ruled vampire society for centuries, her father a High Lord of the Council, her mother descended from the First Circle. Jennie, beautiful and brutal, is royalty-expected to uphold the family's legacy. Her abilities-fire conjuration and telepathy-make her feared. But beneath the cold control is a hunger for something more than titles, more than eternity. Something real. Then whispers reach the Council. A myth, a ghost, a name long erased from the ancient texts: Lisa Manoban. The daughter of Dracula. The one who vanished in the fire that took down the original bloodline. They say she can slow time itself-that she walks among shadows, untouched by age, unbound by law. Some say she's dead. Others say she never was. Jennie is sent to investigate the murders of vampire elites in the outer regions-each corpse drained dry, frozen in their last moment of terror. Time bent. Unnatural. She finds her. Lisa. Alive. Alone. Unafraid. Beautiful. Dangerous. Jennie was raised to kill threats to the crown. But Lisa doesn't feel like a threat. She feels like a riddle that Jennie wants to unravel. They're drawn to each other with an ancient force, one that defies loyalty, bloodlines, even fate. But the truth is older than either of them. The Kim family may have stolen the throne from Lisa's bloodline centuries ago. And Lisa? She's not just hiding. She's waiting.

Jennie is a 25-year-old sex therapist who specializes in dealing with victims of sexual abuse. Shes helping them with a special physiotherapy. She gets a job in a mental hospital in Seoul. Her new patient is Lisa. A 18- year old girl, with a background story of sexual abuse, which refuses to talk at any point. And yeah, read at your own risks. 🐥🐻 (sexual content is only after her 18th birthday which is during the time period of the third or fourth chapter, but is not described closer, and because Wattpad is changing some rules, I also changed it for the second chapter where she was mentioned as 17, for that reason)

The scent hits first. Dark rose, white pepper, and something sharp underneath - like cold metal at midnight. Jennie Ruby Jane walks through the glass doors of Kim Corp's headquarters, and time bends. Staff straighten up. Conversations drop mid-sentence. She doesn't look at anyone. She never needs to. Her heels click against imported marble as if announcing a verdict, not an arrival. Her face is unreadable - not emotionless, just carefully engineered. As perfect and untouchable as the perfume empire she built from scratch. Jennie is not warm. She is gravity in a black suit. ⸻ On the 28th floor, Lisa hears the footsteps before she sees her. Always five minutes early. Always in black. Always smelling like heartbreak in a bottle. Lisa turns slightly, pretending to read the numbers on her iPad. Her fingers hover above the screen, frozen. Don't look like you've loved her for years. Jennie walks past her. Doesn't speak. Just pauses for a half-second - enough to flick her gaze toward Lisa's direction - then disappears into the corner office. Lisa doesn't breathe until the door closes. ⸻ It's been 4 years. 4 promotions. Hundreds of sleepless nights building the very campaigns that made Jennie Kim ahousehold name across Southeast Asia. Lisa is the youngest Marketing Director in company history. She's sharp, strategic, respected. Instead, she's exhausted - from carrying numbers on her back by day and emotions on her chest by night. Jennie never touches her. Never says her name unless necessary. Never lets her get too close. But somehow... never quite lets her go, either. ⸻ Rosé says Lisa's addicted to the pain. Jisoo just calls it career suicide in slow motion. Lisa doesn't answer either of them. She just keeps showing up. Keeps designing campaigns around the way Jennie moves. Keeps writing scent descriptions that read more like love letters. Keeps pretending her chest doesn't ache every time Jennie smiles - just slightly - at someone who isn't her

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... IN HER DEFENCE Introduction Jennie Kim didn't believe in softness. Not in the courtroom, not in the office, not in herself. She was Seoul's most respected litigator by thirty, feared more than she was admired. Her heels never clicked twice down the same hallway, and her silence in a meeting could kill a career faster than a lost case. She didn't yell. She didn't plead. She simply looked - and people moved. The only thing she had less time for than inefficiency was idealism. So when her managing partner assigned her a final-year intern from Korea University - bright-eyed, book-taught, and ten minutes early for everything - Jennie barely looked up from her deposition notes. "Don't ask questions unless you already know the answers," she said without turning. "And don't try to impress me. I'm not here to be impressed." Lisa Manoban nodded once. Soft voice, steady gaze. "I'm not here to impress you," she said. "I'm here to learn." That was the first time Jennie looked at her - really looked. She wasn't loud, or eager, or trying too hard. She was just... still. Soft in a way Jennie didn't trust. The kind of softness that didn't bend to survive - it stayed, and waited, and watched. Jennie dismissed her with a nod, already forgetting the name. But something about the girl lingered long after she left the room. Like the quiet echo of a truth Jennie didn't want to hear.

"She was chaos in a hoodie. She was perfection wrapped in pressure. And somewhere between stolen pancakes and toothbrush wars, they fell in love." Synopsis: Jennie Kim has a plan. She always has. As the campus student council president, she's used to control, power, and the kind of icy perfection people admire from afar. But when a last-minute dorm assignment throws her into the world of Lalisa Manoban-quirky, unbothered, camera-loving chaos-her plans begin to unravel in the most inconvenient way possible. Lisa's only goal is to get through college without drama, deadlines, or falling in love. She wears hoodies like armor, hides feelings behind flirtatious grins, and captures life through her lens, one photo at a time. But Jennie? Jennie is the photo she can't stop taking. From chaotic short films with the campus misfits, rooftop graduations, and fights over toothbrushes to unexpected snow days, late-night cuddles, and a summer fling with lingering tension, Love, Unbothered is a slow-burn college love story packed with banter, vulnerability, and heart. Featuring a hilarious ensemble cast-from the poetry-reading Jonghyun, chaotic cousin Jisoo, sweet songbird Rosé, and Jennie's loyal best friend Chahe, to Lisa's meddling film crew and the campus beauty queens who surprise everyone-it's a story about love, growth, and finally choosing the life that feels like home. Because sometimes, love isn't loud. Sometimes, it's quiet mornings in a shared apartment. And sometimes, it's just one photo that says everything.

"You want me to pretend to date you, solely to piss off your ex boyfriend - who by the way I never liked- for an undetermined amount of time to everyone we know?" "Well.. yeah basically that.." Jennie replies, rubbing at the back of her neck anxiously and trying to read her best friends tone. "I mean if you're wondering what's in it for you, I could pay you or something," Jennie starts, plopping herself back onto her friend's bed before shooting upright again with a smirk, "Oh! I could pay you in orgasms since I'll be preventing you from dating anyone else, yeah?" - - - - - - - - - - - JenLisa One-Shot Best Friends/Fake Dating AU [Adaptation]

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-COMPLETE- A STORY WHERE JENNIE KIM AND LALISA MANOBAN HAS AN INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP BUT KEPT IT FROM THEIR PARENTS AND USES THE TERM "PROJECT" JUST TO BE TOGETHER.

LITTLE SAINT (gp!) Jennie is innocent. Her religious parents made sure of it. Even so, she still can't help but have a crush on a not so innocent Lisa. Lisa who has fucked half of the school. Lisa whose kind of an asshole to everyone but she's never really been mean to Jennie. Lisa found out about her crush and Jennie really thought she would be revolted by her but Lisa gives her an indecent proposal instead. Back with another request. Lisa G!P 🙈