Rosé's 110% sure Lisa is seeing someone. Lisa hasn't exactly been subtle about it, like the time she sported up two big hickeys on her neck. But Lisa is refusing to let her know who it is. So naturally, she tries figuring it out on her own. or The five times Rosé tries busting who Lisa's mystery person is, and the one time she thinks she succeeds. (Baby While We're Young Book 1)

Seven things I hate about Jennie Kim - L.M

Seven things I love about Lalisa Manoban - J.K Book 2 of 7 Things I Hate About Her

"Do you know? Taking advantage of someone when they're weak is a really dirty trick." Lisa's low voice seeped into her ear. Lisa's hand touched her cheek. His large, firm palm brushed against Jennie's flushed cheek and wiped away her wet tears. "Pretending to comfort someone who's crying and hitting on them is a really mean thing to do." Jennie closed her eyes. She felt a tongue licking away the tear that had fallen. She shrugged her shoulders at the chilly sensation. His lips, slowly descending down her cheek, were unbelievably gentle. When she carefully opened her eyes, she saw Lisa's face, blurred through her tears. Jennie murmured towards him as if confessing, "I... I like dirty and mean things." Jenlisa Adaptation (He/him/his pronouns are used to portray Lisa) Neither the picture nor the content belongs to me. ALL CREDITS BELONG TO THE AUTHOR AND TRANSLATORS

My phone buzzes endlessly on the nightstand. Notifications keep popping up, lighting the screen again and again. I already know what they're about, but I can't bring myself to look. I don't need to. Because I already know. Finally, the door creaks open and Rosé steps in, her expression tight. Her hair is messy, like she hasn't slept either. She doesn't say anything at first, just walks over quietly and sits on the edge of my bed. Then she places her phone gently on my lap. I hesitate before looking down. The headline burns itself into my mind the second I read it. [Dispatch Exclusive: BLACKPINK's Jennie Sparks Dating Rumors with Lisa After Bold Comment Onstage] Underneath, there are screenshots, clips, translations, every moment of last night replayed, slowed down, analyzed. Fans are dissecting every glance, every smile, every touch. And right in the center of it all is her voice. "Lisa's mine." That sentence echoes in my head, over and over, like a nightmare I can't wake up from. I press Rosé's phone back into her hands, my throat dry. "I can't do this," I whisper.

Jennie discovered she couldn't stop sneezing every time there is a ghost around her which she found weird. She couldn't see them but she could feel and hear them. She could feel and hear Lisa. Originally posted on asianfanfics. ♥

Lio lysander Manoban, the so-called devil and a dangerous person of the novel, 'Elite Academy:True love begins' and the Main Villain. Being madly in love with Jennie Kim, the female protagonist, He becomes super possessive and bully every man who come near her. But as any novel, the female protagonist falls in love with Jongin, the male protagonist. As an obsessive villain, he tried to seperate the two and take Jennie all for himself which caused his life and his family to get ruined. A Perfect end for the villain. But there's kind of problem....A whole big ass of a problem. Cause somehow, I, Lisa bruscheweiler, has become the obsessive villain. ...................... "AAAH! DAMN IT!! WHY ME?!" lisa cursed as her peaceful life will end the day she got 'accidentally' thrown inside a book. '𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺? 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯g 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺?!' "FUCK MY LIFE!"

Jennie knew Lisa liked her all this time eversince god knows, she finds her annoying whenever Lisa follow her nor talk to her. But what if Lisa she stops liking Jennie?

a jenlisa two-shot: because let's face it, jennie kim is a person who fangirls over boybands, drools over the hottest leading men on screen and reports to her friends giddily about a cute boy she had seen. it's absurd to begin with

She doesn't know what she does to me. Jennie Ruby Jane Kim walks through life like the world belongs to her. Not because she's arrogant-no. She's too sweet for that. Too soft. It's because the world wants to belong to her. People give her things without asking. Attention. Praise. Protection. Love. She gets it all. And yet-she looks at me with those wide, innocent eyes like she doesn't know how dangerous I am. If she did... She'd run. I am not safe. Not when she smiles. Not when she laughs. Not when she walks past me with that soft scent of vanilla and crushed petals and I'm left-hard and aching-behind my desk, jaw clenched, fists tight. I'm not the kind of woman people fall for. I don't date. I don't flirt. I don't feel. Except her. Always her. I am her professor. She is my student. And I am a monster with a secret between my thighs. A curse I've never let anyone see, never let anyone touch. But for her, I would destroy my rules. For her, I would ruin us both.