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.

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💔 Premise Jennie Kim and Lisa Manoban have never put a label on what they are. They hook up. They show up at each other's events. Their chemistry is electric-undeniable. Fans see it. Their teams ignore it. The press speculates. But behind closed doors, it's complicated. They've never said "I want more." They've never said "This is love." But when Lisa starts dating someone else-and seems happy-Jennie's perfectly composed world starts to crack. She's not ready to commit. But she can't let Lisa go either.

The Enigmatic Justice: Discover the mystery of Love and Law Jennie Kim, a lawyer renowned for her sharp mind and unshakable dignity, has built a name in the high-stakes world of law. But when she joins a prestigious firm, she finds herself drawn to the ghost of a legal prodigy-an enigmatic attorney whose brilliance was overshadowed by a sudden disappearance. As Jennie delves deeper into the mystery, she uncovers a tangled web of secrets, forbidden love, and unsolved cases, all while questioning if the truth is worth the cost of her own heart. In a battle between justice and desire, she must decide whether to expose the truth or protect a legacy that could change everything. ©2025 Shishou

"In a hospital where everything is monitored, some heartbeats still go unnoticed." At Asan Medical Center, where ambition slices sharper than scalpels and every glance is a clinical risk, a guarded cardiac attending and a rule-breaking neurosurgery resident navigate surgical rounds, hallway gossip, and their dangerously growing connection-while trying to keep everything strictly professional. At its heart is Dr. Jennie Kim-a brilliant, ice-cool cardiac attending whose surgical precision is matched only by her legendary emotional restraint. Opposite her is Dr. Lisa Manoban, a rising neurosurgery resident with swagger, sharp instincts, and a reputation for breaking rules and expectations alike. As surgical rounds, trauma cases, and late-night call shifts bring their worlds into increasingly charged proximity, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Surrounded by nosy colleagues, complicated friendships, and rivalries wrapped in white coats, Jennie and Lisa must navigate the tension, the gossip, and the heartbeat between them-all without slipping up. Packed with banter, high-stakes medicine, unspoken glances, and hallway heat, Code Red: Hearts in Scrubs is a slow-burn love story disguised as hospital drama-intense, classy, and just a scalpel's edge away from exposure.

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.

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.

Characters: JENNIE KIM (25) - A fiercely independent international model, heartbroken but refusing to show it. Sharp-tongued and impulsive when provoked. KAI (off-screen) - Her unreliable fiancé, full of empty apologies. LISA MANOBAN (30) - The formidable President of LLOUD Entertainment, the most powerful music and film conglomerate in Seoul and LA. Cool, calculating, and always in control. ROSE PARK (23) - Lisa's fiercely loyal (and slightly stressed) executive assistant.

Lisa Manoban never feared war-she was built for it. But love? That was a battlefield she never expected to lose herself in. A chance encounter, a drunken mistake, and a signed marriage certificate bind her to Jennie Kim, a woman who was never supposed to be hers. Now, with only a month before she's called back to the front lines, Lisa finds herself tangled in a contract, a cold and distant wife, and a love that neither of them dares to acknowledge. Some love stories are carefully written. Theirs was an accident. A love unwritten. THIS IS G!P © All Rights Reserved

"Stargirls" is the secret anthem of Jenlisa. Written in the quiet hours, tucked away from the public eye, it was never meant for charts or awards. It's just for them-and for you, who found the clues. No one knows what it sounds like. Yes-after Ruby (Jennie) and Alter Ego (Lisa) album dropped, the world shifted. Everyone saw the brilliance, the glamour, the chaos of their solo eras. But what no one saw was them-behind it all. The two girls who started as whispers and shadows, now standing at the peak, but still sneaking glances like nothing changed. They had interviews back to back. Brand campaigns. Award shows. Secret rehearsals for something. But every time they passed each other backstage, there was this look. The kind that said, "We've been through fire, but we're still here." They still found time. A coffee left in the studio fridge with a note: "You didn't eat again. - J." A voicemail at 3AM: "I wrote a melody. It's stupid. But it sounds like us. - L." They're busy, yes. Iconic, even. But grounded? Always. Because Stargirls don't need to be seen to burn the brightest. ---- Wattpad readers mode activated. Let's open the fic titled first "A Beautiful Mystery (Jenlisa)" Genre: slow-burn, angst, glow love, hidden lyrics, coded timelines Then continue to Stargirls .