Obsession

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.