"I choose you.... And i'll choose you, over and over and over again. Without a pause, without a doubt, in every heartbeat. I'll keep choosing you Jennie" - Lisa Lisa kissed Jennie's forehead. She slowly parted her lips from that girl forehead. Look right into her eyes and carressed her cheek. Lisa got up and left Jennie alone crying...

      They say marriage is the tomb of love, and the death of romance. Is it true?            

a story of money, art, lust and love caused by a simple meeting between artist rosé and her muse for the next two years, chanel model jennie kim, is bound to end in heart break for all involved. but jennie just looked too ravishing sitting pretty on that couch to be left alone. COVER BY @VERSILXA ON WATTPAD.

After a long time, jisoo finally saw her childhood crush again but he seemed different. He used to play the piano with a smile but now he's just blank. Jisoo's determined to put the smile back on his face.

Trouble ensures when God's beloved angel, Kim Jisoo falls for V, the devil's heir himself.  

Jisoo and Yoongi are both doctors from the same hospital. Both of them have secrets, they are secretly married to each other. They love each other, but they decided to hide it from the others since they wanted a simple and silent life. The question is... until when the secrets will be secrets?   AU fanfiction.

after a disastrous turn of events at the university theater, lisa and jennie are forced to work together. the thing is, they don't like each other, and they're obviously not meant to co-exist.   or another college-au no one really asked for

Jisoo, the friendly, ever-so-charming nerd strikes up a polite conversation with Lisa, the outgoing, binge-drinking, (nearly there) drop-out. An idiots to lovers trope with everything, Rosé and Jennie included, in between. 

Jisoo wants Rose, but Rose is making it a little difficult for Jisoo.  

Park Jinyoung is running to become the student council president once again but this time, his chances are getting slim with Kim Jisoo planning to run as well. With their constant bickering, their friends have decided to take action and intervene.

  Dear Jisoo, I watch you every night. I sleep beside you, just to cuddle. I want to touch your porcelain skin. Run my hands through your hair. Pluck your hair. Don't worry, just one or two... maybe even three. It calms me.