Lisa nodded and did what she told her, facing the shelfs and drawings there, they were entertaining to stare by the way.

And she eally wanted to bang her head against a wall after realizing the whole show she made in front of Jungkook, she was an idiot. But it wasn't like she had a chance with him, though. So, why she cared so much?

***

Three hours later, Chaeyoung's tattoo was there and it was beautiful, Lisa couldn't believe that someone could have captured the art of her best friend so well in her skin. It was pure talent.

But she could admit that she couldn't expect anything less from JK after seeing the art that was Bambam's tattoo.

Jungkook was extremely talented and the most adorable thing was that he accepted the compliments timidly, lowering his gaze when Chaeyoung told him he was the best in the world.

Lisa couldn't believe how he could have so much duality in himself, he was a curious and peculiar guy but extremely attractive. Who wouldn't want a boyfriend that was strong but also soft?

Fuck, Lisa felt nervous butterflies flutter in her stomach every time he smiled. And she couldn't stop looking at him, she seemed crazy.

Jungkook talked about the care of Chaeyoung's tattoo and like she had begun to browse at his desk, he began to talk about his drawings. Chaeyoung leaned toward him with her hands on her tiny waist (accentuated in her white short dress), her soft pink hair contrasting with his black shirt as he showed her a specific sketch. They were so perfect, damn it.

Lisa smiled slightly, feeling the disappointment go through her body.

Noticing that the image was affecting her more than it should have, for God's sake she had just met him, she decided to leave the studio quietly. Both didn't notice.

Jisoo was sitting cross-legged on a stool, her eyes focused on a book, her black hair falling like a curtain and contrasting with her pale and beautiful side profile.

Lisa couldn't help it, she took her cell phone out of her skirt pocket and after focusing, making sure the light wasn't ruining the contrast, she took a picture, achieving a very aesthetic result between black and white, the dress of Jisoo matching perfectly.

The girl smiled satisfied with the result, she loved when she could take the pictures like that, looking amazing at the first shot. But surely it was because Jisoo was exceptionally beautiful.

"What are you smiling at?" The girl's husky voice brought her out of her thoughts.

Lisa pressed cell phone to her chest, with a mischievous expression that made Jisoo smile. "I have taken a picture of you, I couldn't help it" she said with a guilty voice but her eyes showed that she wasn't sorry at all.

"Oh seriously?" Jisoo sounded adorable, almost childish, and she straightened up, totally interested. "Can I see it?"

Lisa approached the counter and showed her the photo, Jisoo leaned toward the screen while bringing a lock of hair behind her ear. Lisa wanted to take another picture and wondered how she wasn't working as a model or actress having those visuals. Or maybe she was?

"It's perfect, Lisa." Jisoo smiled at her. "Can you pass it to me?"

"Only if you give me your number," Lisa told her, flirty.

"Aigoo, how are you going to pass it to me if you don't have my number?" Jisoo scolded her for the obvious thing, frowning and pursing her lips.

Lisa giggled playfully and typed Jisoo's number on her phone as she told her the digits.

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