Farah x Kirsten

AA & Riri

every purple💜 needs pink🩷

Kill x Tori

Sabine x Isabella

Jennie Kim is a no-nonsense, high-powered CEO of a luxury lifestyle brand. Known for her icy demeanor and impeccable standards, she runs her company with precision and commands respect from everyone around her. Her employees admire her brilliance but tiptoe around her temper-except for her newly hired personal assistant, Lisa Manoban. Lisa is everything Jennie's usual assistants aren't: she's casual, cheerful, and sometimes a little too comfortable breaking Jennie's strict rules. Initially, Jennie is annoyed by Lisa's unconventional approach, especially when Lisa insists on bringing her "relaxing tea" instead of coffee or suggesting ridiculous ideas during meetings just to "lighten the mood." Despite her exasperation, Jennie can't deny that Lisa is oddly efficient, always managing to get things done in her own chaotic way. As the days pass, Jennie starts to feel something she hasn't felt in years-she enjoys Lisa's company. But Jennie's growing possessiveness becomes evident when Lisa's charm attracts attention from coworkers and clients alike. Jennie finds herself in situations where she has to remind others-and herself-that Lisa is her assistant, and no one else has the right to monopolize her time.

Lisa's life shattered the night her Fiancé died in a tragic accident. Her world, once bright and full of plans, dimmed into something cold and terrifying. Grief consumed her in ways she couldn't control-panic-filled nights, shaking hands, and hallucinations that painted her late lover's face in every shadow. She kept seeing him. Hearing him. Feeling him. Everyone told her it was just trauma. A mind desperate to hold on. But to Lisa, the visions felt like the only thing she had left-fragments of a love she wasn't ready to lose. Then Jennie arrived. Quiet, steady, and unexpectedly gentle, Jennie steps into Lisa's chaotic world with no judgment and no expectations-just patience. She doesn't flinch when Lisa breaks down. She doesn't walk away when the hallucinations return. Instead, she becomes the anchor Lisa didn't know she needed. But the closer Jennie gets, the more complicated everything becomes. Because the shadows of Lisa's past aren't done with her. The hallucinations grow stronger. The memories grow sharper. And the line between what's real and what's imagined begins to crumble. Jennie wants to help her heal. Lisa wants to learn how to breathe again. But healing means letting go-and letting go feels like losing him all over again. As Jennie slowly becomes a light in her darkness, Lisa is forced to make a choice: keep living in the ghosts of yesterday... or take a step toward someone who's offering her a new tomorrow. A story about grief, healing, unexpected love, and the fragile journey of finding hope after everything falls apart.

Jennie Kim is charm incarnate: a transfer student from K University with cat-like eyes, a Chanel obsession, and a dangerously magnetic aura. She's witty, warm, and wildly popular with both professors and students. Anyone who flirts too much with the school's beloved Student Council President, Lisa Manoban, tends to vanish.

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---

SLOWBURN • STUDENTXCEO • WRITTEN IN TAGLISH