An ex-idol trainee, Lisa Manoban is now the next up-and-coming movie star. When she gets her big chance on a highly anticipated, coming-out movie, the role requires her to get romantic with her female co-star on screen. Kissing a girl isn't a problem really, except that there's only one face she can picture herself kissing...even if she's never met her in person. Jennie Kim has been a household name since she hit it big as a child actress. Her refusal to so much as kiss a partner on screen hasn't stopped her from having a successful career in Korean Cinema. But when Lisa wants her as her co-star, she throws all the rules out the window because the doe-eyed beauty is meant to be HERS.

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.

JenLisa WARNING : This story is a fanfiction and contains killing, violence, toxicity, sexual, physical abuse etc. This story include most of author's imagination and didn't meant any hostility. Readers that are sensitive and homophobic is strictly reminded to think before reading this or just leave. 🎖️13 Lisa 🎖️21 Lalisa 🎖️32 Blackpink 🎖️34 Obsessive

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The Continuation

[GP] Lisa Manoban, a renowned second child of Manoban Family. She became successful on her own and established her own company without anyone's help. She was known to be caring, sweet, and clingy until hatred, anger, and pride ate her because of what she experienced. Jennie Kim, a successful CEO and one of the most famous fashion designers in the country. Lisa's ex-girlfriend and after they broke up, she decided to focus more on her work and career. Hope and positiveness filled her life, making her the lucky charm of their company. They both agreed not to bother each other anymore, they don't want to see each other anymore, until one day, they had no choice but to meet again. But, things are different. Lisa is now different from who Jennie knows. What will happen if they meet again? -- THIS IS GP PLEASE SKIP IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE.

Wherein, Lalisa tried out for their school volleyball team and she met the strict, brutal, and talented Captain of the volleyball team named Jennie Ruby Jane Kim. "Gosh! Is she always a bitch like this?" A tall blonde grumpily picked up the balls from the ground. "Are you saying something, Manobal?" A short brunette asked her coldly. "It's ManoBAN." Lisa G!P

Mine ~ Jenlisa I was never meant to be here- tied up in bed next to a serial killer. When I followed her home, I was just playing Nancy Drew. Trying to find out her mysterious secret. Her kiss was intoxicating, and I thought she was harmless. I was wrong. Nancy Drew never ended up in a dark basement, handcuffed to a radiator, teased by the edge of insanity; begging to be let go. Soon after, I stopped begging to be let go freely. Soon, I started begging to be hers. --- All rights goes to the original author. Adult content Lisa G!P

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.

Jennie Kim's life had always been simple. Mornings behind the counter of her aunt's coffee shop, evenings spent buried in medical textbooks, and nights sitting by her father's hospital bed, whispering promises she wasn't sure she could keep. But everything changed the day her father's debts came knocking. Manoban Corp - a name that could silence entire boardrooms - held the chains to her father's failed company. And standing at the head of it all was Lisa Manoban: the cold, untouchable CEO with an empire at her feet and eyes that never betrayed a flicker of mercy. Jennie went to her office expecting rejection, maybe humiliation. She didn't expect an offer. "Be mine," Lisa said simply, as if it were the easiest transaction in the world. "A girlfriend for the cameras. In exchange, your father's debts disappear, and his hospital bills are taken care of." It was supposed to be a deal - insensitive, calculated, a cruel mockery of love. But deals have a way of blurring into something else when the heart becomes collateral. Jennie was smart enough to know better. She was cool enough to hide her trembling. But behind her brave eyes was the truth she could never admit: she was just a girl, soft and fragile, carrying a weight too heavy for her shoulders. And Lisa, who had never known what it meant to love, was about to learn that some exchanges can't be calculated. Because in the world of power and desperation, the only thing more dangerous than debt... was love itself.