Lisa is a struggling dance student with nothing but talent and desperation. Jennie Kim is a former idol who became an untouchable arts mogul. She is powerful, elegant, and terrifyingly in control. When Jennie offers to sponsor Lisa's career in exchange for exclusive devotion, it feels like a lifeline with golden chains. In a country where their love is unspeakable, Jennie never asks for permission. She commands loyalty. And Lisa, drawn to her darkness, begins to crave the cage Jennie builds around her. Obsession never looked so beautiful. And freedom never felt so unwanted.

The Continuation

Soundtrack Series vol 2: or songs my heart refuses to forget because of you This is an original fanfic. I don't consent to plagiarising, repurposing, nor translating this work. Disclaimer: The stories here might deal with heavy emotional / dark themes, may cross some moral issues, and might have potentially triggering topics. I do not condone any of the themes here, and these are simply fiction writing. These stories also involve characters who are derived from real-life kpop artists. These characters are, however, still fictional as far as this story is concerned. I am publishing on this platform with plenty of warnings that you, as a reader, understand that this is pure fiction Do not continue if you feel uncomfortable with these themes.

Jennie Kim built her life on composure. At thirty-two, she sits at the top floor of Kim Corp, the kind of woman whose silence weighs more than anyone's speech. Luxury, precision, restraint - she made an empire out of things that never slip. People say Jennie doesn't fall in love. What they don't know is she learned to keep it quiet long before she learned to keep it together. Across the river, in a small restaurant tucked between old bookstores and neon bars, Lisa Manoban works with her hands - a chef whose plates taste like memories she refuses to explain. Before the knives and the heat, she was a dancer - sharp lines, soft wrists, rhythm that lived in her bones. She doesn't perform on stage anymore, but everyone who watches her move through her kitchen knows she never stopped dancing - just changed the floor. They aren't strangers. Not friends. Not ex-lovers. Something else. Something unnamed. Jennie eats at Lisa's restaurant once a month. Never reserved under her own name. Never photographed. But every time she walks in, Lisa changes the menu without asking - just a little - as if her memory still knows what Jennie might need. People notice: the shift in Lisa's posture when Jennie enters, the way Jennie slows her chewing when Lisa sets the plate herself. No one says anything. Their history isn't written anywhere, but it lives under skin and between glances - in the tattoos Lisa never explains, in the lyrics Jennie never publishes, in the meals that feel like confessions, in the silence that tastes like truth. Everyone knows something happened once - or almost happened - or could still happen if either of them ever chose to move first. But they don't. Not yet. For now, they remain what they've always been: private - but not a secret.

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.

Love was never supposed to find them like this. For Lisa Manoban, love was always a dream stitched in quiet fragrances and fleeting moments-the kind of forever she once believed in, the kind she bottled in perfume, hoping someone would one day understand. On her wedding day, she waited to be given away, to surrender her future to a stranger chosen by family, her heart caught between obedience and silent rebellion. And then the groom ran away. For Jennie Ruby Jane, love had always been a rumor, a whisper she never trusted. She had inherited empires and obligations, but never intimacy; she knew the weight of expectation better than the warmth of devotion. Cold, untouchable, and unwilling to bend-Jennie had promised herself she would never belong to anyone. And yet, on that same day, she was asked to replace the man who fled. Two women bound not by choice but by circumstance. Two hearts pressed into vows neither wrote. In a world where silence cuts sharper than words, and longing lingers longer than perfume, they must learn whether love can grow in the spaces between heartbreak and hope. This is not a story of perfect beginnings. This is a story of vows rewritten, of glances that hurt and hands that heal, of two souls who were never meant to collide-yet did. This is the story of Her Replaced Bride.

Lisa Manoban, a struggling artist, found solace every day in sketching a beautiful building under construction. For some reason, she was drawn to it, and it made her paints come alive. On the day she planned to finish her painting, the Pride parade was in town. But a run-in between her tray of paints and a petite goddess in a Chanel suit with intimidating feline eyes sent Lisa bolting for safety. Jennie Kim had never wanted someone the way she wanted the tall, blonde, doe-eyed beauty. One unexpected encounter sent her searching every inch of the city for Lisa. She might be able to hide, but not for long. Jennie would make her say the three words-eight letters-"I am yours," no matter what.

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... They say I'm the heartbreaker. The flirt. The one who collects admirers without ever letting any of them too close. Men line up with flowers, fancy cars, and promises of forever. Some women try their luck too. Tall, handsome, beautiful - I've seen them all. And I? I laugh, I play, I surprise them with gestures they'll never forget... then I walk away before anyone can surprise me back. Because I don't fall. Not for anyone. At least, that's what I believed. Until her. Lisa Manoban. The one woman I was never supposed to want. The one person my brother, Kim Jiyong, trusted above everyone else. His best friend. His business partner. His family. She was supposed to be off-limits. She was supposed to be untouchable. But when it came to Lisa, every rule I lived by stopped mattering. Because sometimes, it only takes one person to make you break every promise you've made to yourself. Sometimes... it only takes one exception.

- A cold CEO of Oddatelier who is obsessed with Barbie Dolls. - A Thai Girl whose dream is to work as a secretary in her dream country, Korea. From the very first time Jennie saw her, something strange stirred inside. A feeling she thought she had long forgotten. Obsession. And it was her. Lalisa Manoban _ "Please... give me back my Barbie doll. Please..." Jisoo didn't move. "I can't live without her," Jennie cried again, clutching the floor. "I swear I'll die if she's not here. Please, Jisoo. I'm begging you. Please give Lisa back to me." - This story is written in English. - #JenLisa #Possessive #Jentop #LisaBottom #lisoo #jenrene

Jennie never like this particular girl cousin, she hated everything about her. But what if one day she found out that this cousin of hers feels something towards her and ended up falling for her too? Would she run away from it?