Rosie is lying on her bed, listening to songs. A random song came on shuffle, the singer's name unfamiliar to her. Lisa knocks on her door. There are no such things as coincidences in this world. A Chaelisa one-shot. Unrequited love. Angst. Rosé pov.

TW: Death and Illness Rosie was young when she had her first brush with Death. She was sixteen when Death finally showed itself to her and talked to her.

Rosé and Lisa have a quiet night watching disney movies. A short one-shot. Fluff.

Lisa plays with a tiffany box in her pocket. Rosie is bare-faced and beautiful. Forever and the rest of their lives loom above their heads. Converted into Chaelisa from a Cosima/Delphine Orphan Black fic I wrote (◍•ᴗ•◍)

"I know what Love looks like." Lisa blurts out one cold and rainy morning in Seoul. "Hmm?" Is Rosie's very sleepy reply. inspired by a cold rainy morning and Lisa posting photos Rosie took of her.

A sock is missing. Rosie is upset. Lisa comforts her.

Jisoo is a girl living a somewhat normal life but that all changes one day when the love of her life asks her on a date out of the blue.

A foreign delinquent in town to corrupt it's Goody two shoes girl. Its cliché af. Jus sayin.

High school fic, where the rich heiress with everything, finds herself wanting to get closer to the girl who has nothing. Mostly Chaelisa.

There are a number of reasons to love someone. They're all written in the Paper Planes.