Episode 12: "No Strings, No Lies"
Season 1 Finale of
No Strings Attached (Until There Were).
OPENING SCENE — INT. HQ BUNKROOM – DAWN
The squad's barracks are unusually quiet. Outside, storm clouds brew.
Lisa stands at the window, dog tags in hand, shirt hanging open around fresh gauze. Her jaw clenched. She watches as Jennie walks across the compound—limping still, but standing tall.
ROSÉ (O.S.)
You're gonna burn a hole through the glass.
Lisa doesn't turn.
LISA
She shouldn't be walking yet.
JISOO (from bunk)
You shouldn't be either.
SEULGI
Rules don't apply to people in love.
Lisa's glare snaps to them. Rosé smirks. Jisoo raises her eyebrows. Seulgi lifts her coffee like a toast.
LISA
I'm not—
IRENE
No strings, we know. We've heard the manifesto.
Rosé grins.
ROSÉ
Until there were.
Lisa doesn't respond. Instead, she lets out a long sigh and grabs her tactical vest.
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INT. MISSION BRIEFING ROOM – LATER
A tense meeting. HQ commander lays out the mission: reconnaissance gone wrong, elite extraction. One of their allied units is pinned and cut off. This one's dangerous.
COMMANDER
We only send in squads who trust each other. Who know each other.
The entire room shifts—eyes flick to Lisa and Jennie, seated opposite sides of the table. Barely looking at one another.
COMMANDER (cont'd)
You leave in an hour.
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INT. MEDBAY – PRE-MISSION CHECK
Jennie tightens her gloves, loading medical kits. Lisa enters quietly, watching her.
LISA
You don't have to come.
JENNIE
I always come.
LISA
You almost didn't come back last time.
JENNIE
Neither did you.
They're close, the tension so thick it could snap. Neither speaks the real words.
JENNIE (softly)
Let's just survive this one, yeah?
Lisa nods. They don't touch. But their eyes hold a hundred unsaid things.
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EXT. FIELD – NIGHT OPERATION
Gunfire. Mud. Shouts.
The squad moves like a machine—synchronized, lethal, perfect.
Jennie is in the field, patching an injured soldier mid-firefight. Lisa's covering her, ferocious, unstoppable.
At one point, a grenade arcs too close—Jennie's frozen.
LISA (yelling)
JENNIE—DOWN!
Lisa tackles her, shielding her body with her own. It explodes nearby.
Dust settles. Both alive. Heartbeats roaring.
Lisa looks down at Jennie—who's beneath her, wide-eyed, breathless.
LISA (panting)
Still don't do commitment?
Jennie reaches up, brushes Lisa's cheek, a crack in her armor.
JENNIE
Shut up and don't die.
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INT. EXTRACTION CHOPPER – LATER
The mission is done. Bloodied. Bruised. But alive.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
NO STRING ATTACHED - JENLISA
FanfictionCaptain Lisa Manoban: 30s, a decorated military captain. Ruthless, no-nonsense leader on duty. Off-duty? Flirty, charming, unapologetically wild. Has strict rules: no attachment, no repeat flings, no soft spots. But she hides an aching vulnerability...
