Jennie Kim liked red. Red lipstick. Red nails. Red ribbons in her drawer. She said it looked good on her - bold, clean, dangerous. Red stood out. Red got attention. Red made people look. And Jennie always liked being looked at. But red wasn't just a color to her. It was a feeling. Sharp. Hot. Uncontrolled. It was the way her chest tightened when someone touched what was hers. The way her smile faded when someone dared to ignore her. The way her eyes followed a quiet girl with cracked shoes and a sketchbook she didn't understand. Jennie Kim liked red. And maybe that's why, when she saw Lisa Manoban- She couldn't look away.

She adjusted her gloves as the scrub nurse prepared the next set of instruments. Dr. Jennie Kim, Head of Cardiothoracic Surgery - her reputation carried through every corridor, every whispered word from interns who admired her, and every wary glance from residents who feared her temper. At the observation deck above, the team lingered after their shifts, half-watching, half-bantering. • Jisoo, senior anesthesiologist, sharp-witted and calm, lounged with her arms crossed. • Rosé, pediatric surgeon, softer in tone, had her chin propped in her hand, eyes following Jennie's every move with quiet admiration. • Mingyu, the towering orthopedic surgeon, tried cracking jokes to cut the tension. • Kai, neurosurgeon, cocky and graceful, leaned forward, pretending he wasn't impressed by Jennie's speed. • Seulgi, ER physician, hair tied neatly back, analytical and efficient even off-shift. • Irene, head nurse, composed and graceful, standing quietly, the backbone of every surgery. Together, they made the hospital tick. But they also knew one truth: Jennie Kim was the sun - cold, blinding, impossible to ignore. The sliding door opened behind them. V slipped in, suit jacket still on from his evening out, his easy smile softening the sterile air. Jennie's boyfriend. The picture of perfection - charming, elegant, supportive. "Perfect couple," Mingyu whispered, earning a scoff from Jisoo. Jennie didn't look up. She never did when she worked. Order. Control. Perfection. What she didn't know - what none of them knew - was that the following morning, a new doctor would walk into their hospital. A doctor whose laughter was too loud, whose warmth didn't fit the icy walls of operating rooms. A doctor who would slowly, patiently, pull Jennie's perfect world apart. Lisa Manoban. And nothing - not Jennie's prejudice, not her carefully built walls, not even V's place at her side - would be enough to stop it.

Jennie Kim enters her final semester expecting an easy literature elective. Instead, she meets Professor Lalisa Manoban - young, confident, and emotionally distant. From the moment they lock eyes, tension sparks between them. What begins as playful defiance turns into something neither can control. Lisa knows the rules: no favoritism, no attachment, and definitely no crossing the teacher-student line. Jennie knows the risks - and still decides Lisa is worth them. As they exchange subtle challenges in essays, discussions, and lingering looks, their game becomes more dangerous. A stolen kiss leads to secret nights, whispered promises, and a relationship they must hide from everyone - friends, colleagues, and the university administration. But secrecy comes with a cost: jealousy, misunderstandings, and the constant fear of exposure. Rumors begin to swirl, the faculty takes notice, and Lisa's career hangs in the balance. They'll have to decide whether the love they've found is worth the rules they've broken - and if crossing that line means losing each other forever.

What happens when love comes with too many strings attached? Jennie thought she had her life figured out - until she met Lali and Lisa. Two women. One heart. A tangled web of desire, secrets, and choices that change everything. Their story isn't perfect. It's raw. It's complicated. It's twice as deep. ⚠️ Mature Themes | Polyamory | Futanari | Emotional Angst | Forbidden Romance TWINS (G!P) ( From : UNFORBIDDEN 🔞 )

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[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.

Lisa had everything-wealth, beauty, and a name respected across the city. But a tragic accident left her body paralyzed, her world shrunken to the walls of a golden cage, and her heart locked away behind silence and sorrow. Then came Jennie-poor, bright-eyed, and full of life. Desperate for a job, she knocked on Lisa's mansion door with nothing but a warm smile and a stubborn hope. Hired as her personal caregiver, Jennie brings a whirlwind of laughter, kindness, and unexpected color into Lisa's cold, quiet world. Day by day, Jennie's presence melts the ice around Lisa's heart. What begins as duty slowly turns into something deeper-something tender, something terrifying, something like love. But can two souls from such different worlds truly come together? Can love bloom between stillness and motion, between brokenness and light? A story of healing, rediscovery, and the kind of love that moves even the most unmoving heart.

Lisa is set to marry Irene Bae - the daughter of a powerful family, her childhood best friend, her perfect match on paper. Their engagement is the event of the year. But when Jennie Kim - Irene's cousin - returns to Seoul for the wedding preparations, Lisa is struck by something darker. Something wrong. Because Jennie sees right through her. Because Jennie touches her when no one's looking. Because Jennie whispers things like: "Does she know the way your voice breaks when you're lying?" This is not a love story. This is a beautiful disaster.

Lisa, a game developer with no life outside of coding and machines, was tricked by her male colleagues - the same ones who stole her ideas, pitched her work as their own, catcalled her, and slapped their names on her innovations. They invited her to a "team dinner," promising just fun and drinks. What they didn't mention was that the fun wasn't in a bar - it was in the most expensive strip club in town: Velvet Eden. Lisa told herself she'd sit through the night and never come back. She hated men who used women for pleasure. But it only took a pair of feline eyes, a mole under the right eye, and red lips to change that.