Amid hidden pain and unexpected challenges, two hearts cling to love, navigating a fate they never chose. Essence Series: First Installment. start: 07/21/2025 finish: 02/07/2026

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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.

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.

The night Seoul crowned its newest fashion queen was also the night two hearts broke without warning. Inside the penthouse suite of K-House, the city glittered beneath Jennie Kim's heels. her smile precise - everything about her immaculate except the tremor in her voice when she whispered, "Tell me it's not true." Lisa didn't answer. She stood by the window, shoulders soaked from the rain, eyes carrying a kind of silence that begged to be believed. "It wasn't what you think," she said finally, low and breaking. "Jennie, please-" "Don't." Jennie's voice cut through the room like a blade. "You think I'll stand here and pretend you didn't lie to me? That you didn't use me to get ahead?" Lisa's jaw clenched. "You really think so little of me." "I think exactly what you showed me." Jennie's words were cruel, but her fingers trembled as they gripped the wine glass. "You disappeared in the middle of my show, Lisa. You knew how much tonight meant. And you were with her." Lisa stepped forward. "She's a client, Jennie! I told you-" "Enough!" The glass shattered against the floor. Wine bled into the marble like spilled blood. Lisa froze. For a heartbeat, there was only the sound of rain and Jennie's ragged breathing. Then came the whisper, soft but fatal: "Leave. Tonight. I don't want to see you again." Lisa's throat closed. "You don't mean that." Jennie met her eyes - the same eyes she'd once kissed beneath studio lights, the same eyes she used to call home - and said it anyway. "I do." For a moment, neither moved. Then Lisa picked up her coat, silent tears caught in the reflection of the window, and walked toward the door. She stopped once, hand on the handle. "If I leave now," she said, "I won't come back." Jennie didn't answer. Pride was louder than love. The door closed. ⸻ Seven years later, she'll see those eyes again. And everything she buried will rise to the surface.

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.

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... The world knew Jennie Ruby Jane. They knew her in flashbulbs and filtered headlines, in airport candids & Chanel gowns. They knew her face-the one shewore like armor. Sharp, composed, impossible to read. The world watched her walk like a god through chaos, never faltering & falling. No one ever saw her cry. Except Lisa.And even then, only once. It was the first night they met. The real meeting-not the polite nods at galas or the awkward backstage encounters where they'd exchanged pleasantries like strangers with matching burdens. No, this was different. Jennie had collapsed. The body gives in before pride does. Lisa, surgeon, CEO, controlled &composed even in crisis, had stood over her chart longer than necessary. She had read every word like it might bleed if she touched it wrong. A global star with a history of insomnia, anemia, malnourishment. A body exhausted by performance. A name too big to break. Jennie had woken up in Lisa's hospital. Lisa had been the first thing she saw. And she hadn't spoken. Not for minutes. Just looked at her like she was something terrifying. Or maybe like she was safe. Lisa wasn't sure which was worse. They barely spoke that first week.But something passed between them in every pause. Not tension. Not attraction. Not yet. Just something too loud to name. Lisa learned quickly that Jennie never asked for help. That she hated vulnerability more than pain. That her smile was often a warning.

A story of two elite athletes from rival schools -- Yonsei University and Korea University, who've never publicly interacted, but whose very existence on the same screen sparks a wildfire of shipping. It's not love at first sight - it's a fandom-fueled phenomenon that takes on a life of its own.

"A lie so perfect, it felt like love - until it broke them both." ⸻ ✨ Opening Line Jennie Kim never believed in fairy tales - but tonight, in a crowded hotel restaurant, she needed a miracle so badly she was willing to steal it from a stranger's arms.

OLD SUMMER TRILOGY #1 Estella and Yori have always been rivals ever since high school because of debate competitions. They would always switch places for years until Yori transferred to Estella's school and both of them became members of the debate team. They may not be competing against each other in the debate anymore, but they are now competing for the honors and the top student spot. From enemies and academic rivals, they find themselves falling in love in a series of summers.