Everyone knows Lalisa Manoban as the coldest CEO in the industry- ruthless, untouchable, and feared by everyone who works under her. No one knows she's been in love with Jennie Kim, the world's most famous idol, for years. From the shadows of private lounges, security rooms, and sold-out arenas, Lisa watches. Protects. Waits. Never touching. Never crossing the line. Until one night in London changes everything. When Jennie is trapped by chaos and cameras, the woman who owns the building steps forward- not as a billionaire, not as a CEO, but as the only person willing to burn the world to keep her safe. But loving an idol means living in secrets. And being a CEO means choosing power over the heart. In a world ruled by fame, contracts, scandals, and cold empires- what happens when the Ice Queen falls first? She was never supposed to love her. But she always did.

Jennie Ruby Jane has built her life on control. CEO of Kim Corp. Untouchable in Seoul's luxury empire. An Ice Queen who never chases, never bends, and never lets anyone close enough to matter. People want her power. People want her name. But no one has ever managed to shake her. Until Lalisa Manoban. A photographer with dangerous confidence, a smile that looks like trouble, and the kind of presence that refuses to be ignored. Lisa doesn't treat Jennie like a queen. She treats her like a challenge. What begins as a simple lie-pretending to be Jennie's girlfriend to escape a family dinner-turns into a game neither of them expected. A game of control. Of temptation. Of two women who refuse to surrender first. Because Jennie Ruby Jane has spent her entire life being impossible to reach. And Lalisa Manoban might be the only person reckless enough to try. But the real danger isn't falling in love. It's realizing the Ice Queen might already be obsessed. -------- DISCLAIMER: FICTIONAL WORK Please note that this is a piece of fan fiction and a complete work of fiction. The characters, dialogues, and events depicted are imaginary. The names "Jennie" and "Lisa" are used with the utmost respect and are fictionalized characters, not accurate representations of the real-life individuals. This story is not affiliated with or endorsed by the artists, their agencies, or any related entities. It is created for entertainment purposes within the fan community.

Lisa Manoban is a brilliant detective, if you can overlook her messy apartment, late-night ramen diet, and a cat who runs the place. Jennie Kim, the neighbor next door, armed with perfect organization skills, sharp wit, and Lily, her spoiled cat. When Lily ends up pregnant thanks to Lisa's troublemaker cat-Leo, Jennie shows up demanding "child support." What should've been a ridiculous neighborly dispute turns into daily arguments, constant banter, and undeniable tension. They swore they couldn't stand each other. But between slammed doors, sarcastic notes, and a litter of kittens, Lisa and Jennie might just discover that being unlikely neighbors is the beginning of something real. NOT A G!P.

Jennie Ruby Jane Kim was born into a world of luxury, but her heart belonged to the arts-and to a struggling art student named Freen Sarocha Chankimha. But their love story was cut short by the cruel hand of reality. When Jennie's powerful father discovered the relationship, he issued a chilling ultimatum: leave Freen, or watch Freen suffer the consequences of his wrath. To save the woman she loved, Jennie made the agonizing choice to walk away without a word of explanation. In the silence of her heartbreak, she swore a solemn vow: if she could not love Freen Sarocha, she would never love anyone again. Lalisa "Lisa" Pranpiya Manoban learned early that power comes with a price. Following the brutal murder of her parents by a crime syndicate, Lisa inherited one of Thailand's elite security agencies. She rebuilt the company from the ground up, forging herself into a weapon of efficiency. But her dedication cost her everything; her previous lover became collateral damage in her war against the underworld. Grief-stricken and guilt-ridden, Lisa locked her heart away, becoming a "robot"-cold, efficient, and unfeeling. Fate, however, refuses to let two frozen hearts remain dormant. When a dangerous incident threatens Jennie's safety, the universe conspires to bring them together. Jennie, now a CEO with a bratty streak and a disdain for being suffocated by security, finds herself assigned the most effective shield money can buy: Lalisa Manoban. It is a battle of wills: The stubborn, guarded CEO versus the stoic, unyielding bodyguard. Jennie's defiance is designed to drive anyone away, but Lisa is immovable. Yet, as the days turn into nights, the friction sparks a fire neither expected. Jennie's stubbornness makes the Robot's heart skip a beat, and Lisa's silent, unwavering protection begins to melt the ice around Jennie's soul.

Five years ago, Jennie Kim chose control over confession. On a rooftop overlooking Seoul, under a sky too big for the words she couldn't say, she told Lalisa Manoban that it "wasn't that serious." Lisa didn't argue. She didn't cry. She just nodded and said okay. And that okay echoed longer than either of them expected. Five years later, Jennie is the untouchable founder of the most coveted luxury streetwear house in Asia. Clean silhouettes, global campaigns, immaculate composure. She is photographed constantly, admired universally, and alone privately. Lisa is no longer the girl who confessed first. She is now an independent creative force-directing, producing, writing. Her performances are sharper. Her interviews calmer. Her heart protected. They meet again at Paris Fashion Week. Front row. Same room. Different women. Jennie realizes immediately what she lost. Lisa realizes immediately that she will never beg again. The world sees two icons standing side by side. What it doesn't see: One of them is still in love. The other never stopped being afraid. "Soft Girl Era" isn't about becoming gentle. It's about becoming brave enough to love without running. -------- DISCLAIMER: FICTIONAL WORK Please note that this is a piece of fan fiction and a complete work of fiction. The characters, dialogues, and events depicted are imaginary. The names "Jennie" and "Lisa" are used with the utmost respect and are fictionalized characters, not accurate representations of the real-life individuals. This story is not affiliated with or endorsed by the artists, their agencies, or any related entities. It is created for entertainment purposes within the fan community.

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." DISCLAIMER: FICTIONAL WORK Please note that this is a piece of fan fiction and a complete work of fiction. The characters, dialogues, and events depicted are imaginary. The names "Jennie" and "Lisa" are used with the utmost respect and are fictionalized characters, not accurate representations of the real-life individuals. This story is not affiliated with or endorsed by the artists, their agencies, or any related entities. It is created for entertainment purposes within the fan community.

Jennie Kim was meant to inherit an empire. But her grandmother gave her an ultimatum: No driver. No company. She agreed, thinking it was just another restriction. She was wrong. Because the driver assigned to her was Lisa Manoban. The girl who once loved her. The girl who vanished before graduation. The girl who was supposed to be at the top of her class... and never made it. Now Lisa stands beside her, eyes lowered, calling her Miss Jennie, pretending she doesn't still orbit around her. But Jennie remembers. The devotion. The way Lisa looked at her like she was everything. And this time, Lisa isn't chasing her anymore. Lisa never asked Jennie Kim to love her, She only learned how to survive loving her.

The city never sleeps. Not in St. Cecilia Hospital where surgeons move like ghosts. Not in the neon clubs where DJs scream life into the night. Not in the small Pilates studio where tired bodies go to breathe again. Jennie Kim, a cardiothoracic surgeon, carries her exhaustion like perfume-sharp, expensive. She saves lives with steady hands and breaks hearts with silent eyes. Everyone says she's cold. Everyone's wrong. She just learned early that emotion is a luxury she cannot afford. Ruby Jane Kim, her identical twin, is everything Jennie isn't. Wild. Loud. Brilliant. A DJ with neon hair, glitter on her cheekbones, and chaos in her bloodstream. She burns too brightly, too quickly, and too close to danger. But beneath the noise, she aches for something real-something that doesn't leave at sunrise. And then there's Lisa Manoban. The girl with sun-warm skin, soft eyes, and a calming voice that could quiet storms. A Pilates trainer by day, the city's unofficial therapist by night. People fall for her without meaning to. Her kindness is gravity. Her smile is a soft landing. Jennie meets her first. In a moment of weakness. A shoulder injury. A late-night hospital corridor. A quiet, grounding touch. Ruby meets her next. In a moment of chaos. A backstage mess. A pounding bassline. A smirk exchanged in the shadows. Neither twin realizes they have fallen into the same orbit. dragged toward the same sun. But Lisa is not alone in this universe. Rosé watches from afar, hiding a love she never confessed. Jisoo watches Rosé, loving her from a distance. Lalina "Lena" Manoban, Lisa's sister, watches Ruby with a fire she refuses to name. And Natasha-Ruby's ex, the ghost in glitter-watches everything burn with a quiet smile. And it all begins the night Lisa says the words that will change everything: "Maybe,we don't have to be exclusive." Jennie's heart cracks. And Lisa sweet, warm,gentle Lisa has no idea she has just opened the gates to a war she cant control.

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.

If you only knew.