Hans Holm also went to the shooting, and Jennie signed up there not only because she was a good shot. Judging by the scheme of the university, classes were held in several stages. The first stage of the shooting is in a large, specially prepared place for this. And the second stage was at a distant shooting range, which was located on a site isolated from other academic buildings.
When Jennie entered the building through the turnstile, attaching a pass at the entrance, the guard checked her backpack and let her inside the dark corridor that led her to the reception desk. She again applied her pass to the green sensor, and her data lit up on the computer screen, at which a plump, slightly bald man was sitting. Yes, the security measures here are quite severe. Although, what can she expect from a place where military weapons are stored?
-Kang, you are in a beginner group. Go down the corridor to the left, there you will be given a weapon, the instructor is already waiting.
Well, she can start small. She headed in the indicated direction, bypassing the talking students along the way. The weapons were in a special room, each in the right cell, the cartridges were stored separately in a large safe. Jennie slowed her pace when she noticed Hans talking to the girl issuing the weapon. Judging by his posture and her embarrassed smile, they were clearly connected by something more than just communication.
-Holm, you damn fool! Stop cooing already, you're creating a queue. Take your gun and come here!- The instructor barked. Kim watched the girl's cheeks flush and narrowed her eyes disapprovingly. She works here and has an affair with one of the rich students. If he hopes to impress friends and relatives, then this is stupid. And if he expects to grab a piece of the pie from the Holms fortune, he's doubly stupid.
-Kang, the initial group.- She said, approaching the table when it was her turn. The girl took out a pistol, checking before that whether the clip was empty, and noting her name in the tablet, handed the weapon handle forward.
-Here, you will take the cartridges from the instructor.
-Be careful with him.- Jennie warned softly, assessing the stranger's appearance with a quick glance. Holm had pretty good taste. She was pretty, slender, with dark brown hair, a small scar on her chin, but that didn't spoil her. Brown eyes looked at her questioningly in response. Too simple and naive for such a wolf.
-Excuse me?
-Holm is dangerous, and you're playing with fire.
-It's none of your business. Who are you to him, another admirer? Get out of here already!- The girl blurted out angrily, leaning her hands on the table.
Jennie chuckled and silently walked away. It was pointless to say something to a person if he was already in love. The instructor handed her the clip, explaining how to load the gun and remove it from the safety. Then they were all taken to a large hall divided into two halves. It was exactly like the police shooting range. Individual windows, targets, headphones, only the shooting range of Forestville was much larger. In the initial group, where it was identified, the targets turned out to be larger and closer. Jennie understood that in order not to be a beginner, she would have to show herself. After a short introduction by the instructor about safety techniques, they were allowed to start shooting.
She hit the target quickly and accurately, firing the clip in a few seconds. After reviewing the hits, the instructor chuckled contentedly and noted something in his tablet.
-Kang is admitted to the general group. There's nothing for you to do here. Go to the other side.- He handed her another clip.- Come on, I'm watching you.
She stood in one of the opposite windows, and put on headphones, ready to shoot. All this time, Jennie was watching Holm's shooting, now he was one rack away from her. Hans shot well, but not always accurately. She fired the clip again, shooting the target in a few seconds.
-We have a new leader!- The instructor said loudly when everyone put their pistols on the counter.- Kang, congratulations, you just broke the Forestville record.
Kim smiled, hearing cheers and whistles all around her. Mostly guys were engaged in shooting, and therefore there was a lot of attention to her person. Maybe she shouldn't have stuck out her technique so much in the first lesson? Jennie noticed how Holm's eyes flashed with recognition when he looked in her direction. Of course, he hadn't forgotten their skirmish at the stadium yesterday. But she just needed him to remember her properly. And there was no point in messing with him, it was necessary to act harshly and right now.
Hans headed towards the restroom, alone and without his henchman friends from the football team. Jennie realized that this was her chance. She moved after him, resolutely entering the men's room. There was no one else inside except them, someone had very successfully left a mop for washing the floors at the extreme urinal. Kim instantly used it to block the door from the inside.
-What are you doing here?- Hans seemed surprised, but the cheeky chuckle still didn't leave his face.- I'm popular, of course, but not so popular that the girls lock themselves in the toilet with me. Are you stalking me?
-Yeah.- She answered shortly, coming closer.
-Why?
-To make an offer.
-What kind of offer?
Jennie took his hand and twisted it in one motion, twisting it behind her back. She kicked him in the injured knee with her foot, and Holm screamed loudly, sinking to the floor.
-You leave Jisoo alone, and I don't break your arm and leg.
-Fuck!- He spat out, moaning in pain.- I'll get to you!
-Wrong answer.- She squeezed on her wrist, increasing the pressure.- I'm still waiting, then I'll start breaking your arm. It is unlikely that in this state you will play football or shoot at targets in the next six months.
-You will be expelled for this!
-There are no cameras here, Holm. Just like it wasn't in those places where you were lying in wait for Jisoo. You can't prove anything. But the rumor that a thin, fragile girl broke you will spread throughout the university.- She leaned close to his ear.- And that doesn't mean I won't be able to visit you again. There are still many blows that leave no marks on the body; believe me, I know them all.
-Wait, wait.- A sigh of relief came from his mouth when Jennie stopped pressing on the joint.
-I agree. No more Parks, let everyone burn in hell. I won't even go near her.
-Okay.- The girl purred.- But we're not done yet. Why did you chase her? What are all these attempts at beating for?
-My brother wanted to marry that bitch Boram. And no matter how much I kept saying that she was just playing with him, Henrik didn't listen to me. This idiot fell in love.- He grimaced.- Loosen your grip a little bit.
-I'll let you go as soon as you finish your heartwarming story.
-It hurts!
-Stop whining!- She said harshly.- Tell me.
-As it turned out, Boram was hanging out with Henrik only to get a controlling stake in the publishing house "Dawn". While he was hanging out his ears, she walked around him, and then just got rid of him like a bored puppy.
Boram said something completely different. Which of them could be trusted? It seems that no one. But it was Park who paid her for her service.
-What does Jisoo have to do with it?
-I just wanted to scare her: a little revenge for my brother. But she's just mad!
-So you didn't have enough once? Why did you keep attacking her with your friends?
-She beat us up. I thought it was an accident and made another attempt. And then some bastard started sending me messages on the phone that we were losers and imbeciles. And that if we try again, he will find us all in turn and destroy us.
Jennie frowned. It was getting more and more confusing. She let go of Hans's hand and straightened up. Holm groaned, sitting down on the tile and rubbing his wrist.
-Who were these messages from?
-How do I know? The number was hidden. I tried to calculate using my resources, but nothing worked. And then Jisoo hurt my leg...
-And you're totally freaked out.
-Some small trash deprived me of the chance to participate in competitions. And then you showed up. Who are you anyway?
-It's none of your business. I need the text of these messages.
-Fuck you. I deleted them. Are you from the police?
Jennie folded her arms across her chest. It seems that Hans is one of those people who get slapped in the neck, but after that they are ready to get it again and again, without learning from their own mistakes.
-No, but it's none of your business. Don't forget what we agreed on. You leave Jisoo alone, I'll leave you alone.
-Get out of here already. There's no way I'm going to mess with the crazy Parks anymore. They're nothing but trouble.
Kim grunted as she pulled the mop out from under the door handle.
-Good boy.
She went out into the corridor, realizing that on the second day of undercover work she had dealt with the main problem for which she had been hired. Hans will not approach Jisoo again. Although first you need to make sure of this, and not take his word for it.
Jennie returned to her apartment, feeling hungry. She was going to go to the dining room later, after she talked to Songmin. The partner responded instantly, as if he was already waiting for her call.
-We have a problem.
-What kind of problem?- She asked, sitting down on the bed.
-Rose refuses to be guarded, but I can't meet her or explain how important it is.
-You shouldn't be meeting her. And what does her sister say to this?
-Boram did not deign to meet me in person, but she said on the phone that these were Kim's problems, and she was paying us money so that we would protect her family, and not tell about our failures.
-What a bitch! After all, she told me that Rose is complaisant and will not argue about security issues.
-Boram obviously went over your ears or was definitely not talking about her sister. Trust someone who knows her much better than you do.
-Okay.- Jennie abruptly got up and went to the window, opening the blinds that did not let in sunlight. She usually liked the semi-darkness, but now for some reason it began to get on her nerves.- What are you going to do? We can't leave Rose unprotected.
-I think I'll have to meet her after all and convince her to accept our help. I don't want to put her in danger just because of her stupid stubbornness.
Jennie frowned:
-I don't like this idea. Perhaps you should send someone else to her instead of going yourself.
-I can't trust anyone with such a responsible matter. While you're in Forestville, I'm running the agency, and after all, no one canceled duties for other clients.
-Damn it! I'm sorry you have to solve this without me. I didn't think that everything would be so complicated.
Songmin heard the regret in his partner's voice and smiled sadly in response. He understood that someday he would still have to face the past, which caused him a lot of pain. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon.
-It's okay, Kim, I can handle it.
-I don't doubt you. Good luck and be careful.
-You too.
They said goodbye, and he put his cell phone in his jacket pocket. Lee was driving in the parking lot of the publishing house "Dawn". If Jennie hadn't called now, he would have done it anyway. Work was in the first place now. He got out of the car and headed for the elevator. Upstairs, Songmin introduced himself to the secretary and asked that Rose be informed of his arrival.
-Miss Park should be here any minute. She said she wouldn't be long.
-It's okay.- He smiled sweetly at the pretty girl at the front desk.- I'll wait.
-You can sit in the waiting room.
He didn't have to wait long. The sound of heels on the tiles in the lobby announced that Rose was already here. He undid another button on his shirt, suddenly feeling a tightness in his throat. She was still as beautiful as she had been three years ago. Only the bright blond hair that he once liked to pass through his fingers was cut in the latest fashion and barely reached his neck. A black skirt, a navy blouse, a jacket casually draped over her arm. The brown eyes widened in surprise at the sight of him, but there was no warmth in them. Lee saw the same cold as three years ago in the hospital, when she left him on the bed with only wires in a semi-conscious state. What happened to her? Where did Rose go, whom he loved and considered the kindest and most beautiful girl in the world?
-Songmin? What are you doing here?
-I'm waiting for you. We need to talk.- He said seriously, glancing at his watch, showing by this gesture that time is precious to him.
-Okay, come on in.
She opened the office door and turned to the secretary:
-If there are calls, I'm busy for now.
-Yes, Miss Park.
Inside the editor's office it was spacious and bright. There are many windows, a wide table, a sofa and armchairs for visitors. Rose threw her jacket on the back of the boss's chair and turned to him with a quiet sigh.
-Honestly, I didn't expect to see you here. I don't understand what could have brought you here at all.
-I represent the interests of the Kim security agency.
She raised her left eyebrow thoughtfully:
-Do you work there? I'm surprised: I thought you'd never leave the police service. But I clearly told your guys yesterday to stay away. I don't need protection.- Park turned back to the table, pouring herself a glass of water from the decanter.
-I'm sorry, but your sister thinks you're in need.
Rose suddenly slammed her palm on the table. From an imperturbable and cold businesswoman, she turned into an angry cat in a matter of seconds. Her shoulders tensed, and her eyes flashed and darkened with anger.
-That bitch! After everything she's done, Boram is trying to dictate to me how to live again! She doesn't dare do this to me anymore!
Songmin froze in surprise. Yes, that's exactly how he knew and remembered her before his injury. Passionate, bright and lively.
-Look, I don't know what's going on between you two, but your life may be in danger, and I'm here to offer you protection.
-No, you're here because my sister hired you. And this is after you forced me to... stay where you are!- She blurted out, noticing how he took a step towards her.
-I just wanted to help.
Resentment burned his chest. Rose doesn't even want him to get close. Songmin didn't understand this attitude. He came to terms with the fact that his beloved left him at a difficult moment, without even explaining the reasons. He accepted that all attempts to contact her after leaving the hospital had failed. He left her, crossed her out of his life, moved on, but there was still pain in his heart. And now, when their paths crossed again, she managed to hurt his feelings again. Probably, emotions were reflected on his face, and Rose hastened to apologize.
-I'm sorry, it's not your fault. It's all family problems. Eternal unsolvable questions. Please leave your phone number, I'll call you back.
The man took a business card out of his jacket pocket and threw it on the table.
-You know, I don't believe you. You can deal with your sister as much as you want, but we have a contract with her and since yesterday the agency was obliged to start its work. I wanted to have a nice conversation, but if you don't want that, I'll have to put a guard on you without consent. Such a clause of the contract also takes place. Good luck.- He turned around and strode out of the office, closing the door behind him.
Roseanne collapsed into her chair, trying to catch her breath. Her head was buzzing and her lungs were burning with anger. Touching the card with her fingers, she felt tears come to her eyes.
-Rubbish! You'll pay for it!
Jisoo was on her way to the apartment complex, having said goodbye to Signy (who had another class), when she noticed Hans in the company of her friends coming towards her. She tensed inwardly, preparing for another skirmish. However, Holm passed by, pretending that he didn't even notice her. The girl paused, looking after him. Something had happened that she definitely hadn't expected. What happened to the man who just yesterday poured dirty words on her and promised to take revenge? It was all very strange. Deciding not to puzzle over his strange behavior, Jisoo hurried to her room. The evening promised to be busy, and before that she wanted to rest a little and talk to Rose. They often communicated via video link and were quite close, discussing the news of the big world, from which Park Jr. was essentially cut off. Her sister trusted her a lot, and probably they were united not only by family ties, but also by a common dislike for Boram. She honestly tried to replace their dead parents, but excessive guardianship was more like control and interference in personal life. How many things she had done while they were all grown up; their relationship did not get better from year to year.
Jisoo took the elevator to her floor and reached into her back pocket to get a key card. She was distracted and didn't notice how she almost bumped into someone. A subtle familiar fragrance touched the nostrils, and one could not even look up to understand who it was.
-If we continue to meet in the corridor, then someone will definitely bruise his forehead.- A pleasant, blood-stirring timbre seemed to caress the skin, and Jisoo hurried to pull away, trying not to show how it affected her.
-Hello again. Are you in a hurry somewhere?
-Actually, I wanted to eat, but I'm glad I met you, because I have a better offer.
-What is it?- The girl asked quietly, not hiding her interest.
Jennie climbed into her backpack, showing the neck of a glass bottle.
-Do you want to give me lemonade?
She chuckled and conspiratorially put her finger to her lips.
-There are cameras everywhere. Do you really think so badly of me? Would I offer you lemonade in a closed school?
Jisoo put the key card to her lock and made an inviting gesture with her hand, let Jennie go ahead.
-So what's in the sealed lemonade bottle?
-The purest selected whiskey. I prepared myself before going to university. Even in Australia, they know that bringing alcohol into the territory of Forestville means risking your stay in it.
-So you managed to smuggle contraband through security?- Jisoo reached into her backpack, pulling out small bundles.- Damn it! Yes, I know a malicious violator of the law. It's so exciting! You should definitely be rewarded for this.
Jennie walked around the room, looking around. It was clean and cool here. A made-up bed, a rainbow flag on the wall. A small creative mess on the table, where pencils and a bunch of sheets of paper were lying, fit perfectly into the cozy atmosphere of the apartment. I wanted to be here, I felt the soul of the hostess, invested in this small corner of the dwelling.
-Reward? What is the reward?
-I brought some sandwiches from the dining room for tonight, if you're hungry....
-Yes! - Jennie blurted out and then suddenly felt embarrassed by the expression of understanding and light teasing that flashed on Jisoo's face.- Hey, I didn't come here to eat you up.
-Yes? Then why?- The girl chuckled, shoving sandwiches into the microwave.- Get me drunk and then put me to bed?
Kim blushed. God! Why is everything so difficult? After the conversation with Holm, she was in a good mood, but she did not want to drink the smuggled whiskey alone. Seeing Jisoo in the window among the students going about their business, without thinking about anything, Jennie went to meet her. What's wrong with them having a few drinks and relaxing? She wanted to get to know the girl better.
-Just to talk a little more. Do you have any ice?- She went to the refrigerator and opened the freezer door.
-You are adept at jumping off the topic. There's a bottle of soda in there, we can use it to dilute your lemonade.
-It's not lemonade!- Jennie was indignant, turning around and holding an ice bottle in her hand.
Jisoo was standing very close, and she caught her gaze, which literally sparkled with laughter. Warmth enveloped her again, her fingers trembled, and Kim almost dropped the soda. She's definitely in deep ass. The rapprochement was happening too fast, not at all as she had hoped. It was not at all like a working relationship in which it was necessary to keep a distance from the client.
-Give it here.- The girl took the instantly misted bottle from her hand.- I want to do everything myself. You're my guest tonight, so get on the bed.
-Wow! You like to manage people. Have you considered heading up family assets?
Jisoo shook her head:
-No way in my life! Considering how my older sister wants it, I'll do exactly the opposite.
-Is it that bad?
The girl took the sandwiches out of the microwave and, putting them on plates, handed them to her.
-You have no idea how. I'm the blackest sheep of the Parks. Didn't you run away from Australia yourself to be away from your family?
A legend, of course. It should not be forgotten in any case. A couple of times Jennie caught herself almost losing her Australian accent, which she had to maintain in conversation.
-You're right.- She watched Jisoo mix whiskey and soda with a surprised smile on her face.- Are you sure you haven't worked as a bartender anywhere?
-There was such a thing. And you're pretty attentive. A couple of years ago, after graduating from high school, I completely tried to break away from my family. I had just turned eighteen, and I was naive and self-confident, hoping that I could get rid of the Parks stigma. In those six months where I just did not work.
Jennie put the plates on the table and sat down on the bed. In the dossier that Songmin provided her, there was no information about this period of Jisoo's life. It became more and more interesting.
-As I understand it, you didn't manage to escape and become independent?
-I almost succeeded, but one bitchy bitch in the person of my older sister walked around me from the other side and simply knocked me down.- The brunette clinked her glass with her and, savoring, took a light sip.- Damn it! Really cool stuff.
Jennie silently took a sip of whiskey from her glass and, unwrapping the sandwich, took a bite. She wanted to know more.
-First love?- She asked casually, noticing how the girl's eyes widened in amazement at this.
-How do you...
-It's simple. The escape from the family must have a serious reason. And what else can she be at the age of eighteen?
Jisoo sat down next to her, touching her thigh with her leg. Her fingers gripped the glass so tightly that they turned white.
-You're perceptive. This love occupied quite a long period in my life. And it was hard to part with it.- She tipped the glass into her mouth and winced at the bitter taste. For the first time, she wanted to tell someone about her past. Jennie could ask a very correct and precise question that she wanted to answer. Listening to her feelings, Jisoo realized that she was ready to share and let go of everything that once did not allow her to exist in peace. So why exactly here and right now? Jennie's presence inspired her with calmness and reliability. She seemed like the kind of person you could trust, because he would keep all the secrets secret.
Jisoo looked into her eyes, seeing in them attention and a silent invitation to continue the conversation. The girl didn't say anything, giving her time to gather her thoughts, without insisting or pressing.
-Our parents didn't have much time to spend with their daughters. My father was constantly busy with business, my mother was either receptions or charity work. Social events, parties, country gatherings. I don't know if this is familiar to you, but it seemed to me then that they just didn't care about us. They've never been home, and I can't name you a closer person than Shiney. Shiney is our nanny, housekeeper and a woman who replaced both parents even when they were still alive.
Jennie listened to her, inwardly agreeing and understanding the state when you lack parental care and warmth, when you desperately need them. She herself grew up under the supervision of a former policeman and prosecutor and knew what it was like. But in her case, on the contrary, her mother tried too hard to control her life, and in the end she achieved only one thing — her daughter's escape from her own home. Remembering Shiney and the delicious cookies, she could barely contain a smile. She really could raise anyone, surrounded by care and attention.
-Shiney lived with us, performing her duties for many years. Her husband drove my father to work, and her daughter went to a regular school, not a private one, like all Parks. I was a little jealous of their family, that it was ordinary and not at all like ours.
-What was her name?- Jennie asked, putting the glass on the table.
-Sierra. For me, she has always represented freedom. We have been friends since childhood, and it was with her that I learned the simple world. Not ours — hypocritical, gray, full of conventions and rules, but this one is bright and colorful, breathing space and light.
Jisoo also put down her glass. I didn't feel like drinking for some reason. She didn't think it would be so easy to tell Jennie about her past.
-I didn't know then that Sierra also dreamed, but of a rich house, famous parents and media attention. We were children, our desires did not coincide, but this did not prevent us from liking each other. Then I was just getting to know myself, and she was the one it was impossible not to fall in love with. As teenagers, we often ran away to the forest to the lake, where we spent a lot of time together. And then there was a plane crash that killed my parents and Sierra's father.
Jisoo's voice became quiet and thoughtful. Jennie's hand slid over her fingers, squeezing them lightly. The touch was light and unobtrusive, and the warmth from it ran over the skin, warming and soothing.
-I'm sorry. How old were you then?
-Twelve. And Sierra turned fourteen. Shiney surrounded all of us with even more care, although it was also very difficult for her to survive the death of her husband. Boram then took up business with a furious frenzy. She was old enough to understand how the death of her parents could affect the family business. Rose was graduating from school at that moment, she was not yet eighteen, and even then she could not really help Boram, who already at that moment behaved like a rabid shark that smelled blood.
Jisoo fell back on the bed with a loud sigh. Looking at the ceiling, she could still feel Jennie's fingers on her arm. Proximity. Soft, lively and warm. She held her breath, feeling those fingers stroking her wrist—it was gentle and at the same time exciting.
-And then what happened?
-Shiney said that she probably wouldn't be able to provide her daughter with a good college. She and her husband had savings, but Sierra dreamed of going to the Ivy League, and she would not have pulled such spending. We were united by a common grief at that time. Having lost loved ones, we became practically inseparable. I came to her school and dealt with those who tried to bully her, she was waiting for me after class to go to the movies. I didn't understand the true nature of our relationship then, but Sierra was older and quickly figured out what was what.
-Did she seduce you?
Jisoo let out a soft laugh.
-Are you sure you didn't know the whole story beforehand? We had our first kiss when I turned thirteen. And everything else happened much later. I was wildly embarrassed and didn't know how to behave with the person I seemed to know best. But then it seemed like a whole new world had opened up in front of me.
-Well, of course!
-Oh, you have something to tell me too, right?
Jennie lay down next to her. Leaning on her elbow, she examined the girl, glancing at the scattering of freckles on her cheeks and neck. Now she wanted to touch each with her lips, and lick the skin to feel what they taste like. Letting her thoughts wander in a completely inappropriate direction, she smiled.
-My first experience happened with a music tutor. She was a college student and played the violin beautifully. It occurred to my mother that I should definitely be able to play at least one musical instrument. Only I wasn't thinking about strings and notes at all then. Should I say that I never learned to play the violin?
Jisoo burst into a clear and loud laugh:
-But you succeeded in something else, didn't you?
-Exactly. So what happened next?
-Then Shiney guessed everything and at first tried to keep us away from each other. Of course, nothing worked out for her. Over time, she resigned herself and even covered up our disappearances. And then Boram found out, and that was the end of our love story.
Jisoo paused, glancing at Jennie, who frowned in bewilderment.
-Wait, but how...
-In short, she gave Sierra enough money so that she could finish college and disappear from my life. She was quite smart and took what was offered to her.
-And you accepted this outcome so easily?
-What could I do from a psychiatric clinic?
Jennie sat up abruptly. That's exactly what she didn't expect. Again, no one deigned to provide her with information about this. How many more skeletons do the Park family have in their closet that she doesn't even know about?
-Have you been sent to a psychiatric clinic?
-Oh, yes! My older sister is capable of a lot. At that time I was still a minor, and it was not difficult for her to shove me into a private clinic to be treated there for bad lesbian inclinations. Thanks to Rose, my other sister, for getting me out of there, otherwise I would have just turned into a vegetable. I just don't know what it all cost her, but these events also greatly affected her.
-Did you try to look for Sierra afterwards?
-Yes, during those six months of escaping from the family, I saw her.- Jisoo smiled bitterly.- But at that time she had already achieved what she wanted: studying at a prestigious university, friends, getting engaged to a rich guy. And I wasn't on that list anymore.
-How sad it all is.- Jennie said softly.
The girl looked at the half-eaten sandwich on the table and the half-finished glasses of whiskey, and shook her head.
-I'm a lousy hostess. Talked you to death instead of feeding you and getting you drunk.
-You are a wonderful hostess. Besides, I'm not going anywhere yet. Or are you trying to get me out?
-No way, we haven't finished our whiskey yet and I have free time until the evening.
-What will happen in the evening?
Jisoo waved her hand vaguely towards the table where the laptop bag was lying. She didn't want to talk about the fact that the evening, and maybe almost the whole night, would be packed with things that could not be postponed. She liked the atmosphere that had developed between them now, and she was not going to ruin it with her problems.
-It doesn't matter. Now I'd like to know how your first day in Forestville went. Tell me what you liked and what you didn't.
Jennie left Jisoo's apartment three hours later. They talked a lot, discussing not only the past day, but also events in the world, weddings and divorces of movie stars, new books and many more topics, and still could not talk enough. Jisoo was a wonderful conversationalist and a very attractive girl. There was no denying that they were attracted to each other, but Jennie would never break the rules of the contract, she could not fall in love or have an affair with the object of protection. And Park Jr. said clearly that she was not looking for any relationship. So far, everything was fine, but she shouldn't be so immersed in the rapprochement that was necessary for the case.
Kim suddenly stopped, realizing that she was whistling some melody and smiling stupidly, thinking about their conversation. She urgently needs to get some fresh air, and at the same time buy some kind of bar in the vending machine and wipe out the remaining hops from whiskey.
Students were scurrying back and forth on the floor, someone was returning from classes, someone from training, and someone was clearly walking towards her with a dissatisfied look.
-Hi, Signy.- Jennie smiled at the girl on duty, who looked her suspiciously from head to toe and, nodding in response, moved on, heading to Jisoo's apartment. It's definitely not going to be easy with her. For some reason, Signy decided from the first meeting that she could not be trusted. To some extent, she was right about this, but Jennie decided that she did not have to be friends with her, as long as she did not cause obstacles. She entered the elevator and, after taking one last look at the girl, pressed the "down" button.
Jisoo opened the door to her friend as soon as she knocked, and stepped aside to let her in.
-What's going on?
-What are you talking about?- The brunette looked questioningly at the girl, holding freshly washed glasses in her hands.
-You're literally glowing. Did something very good happen?
-You could say that.- Jisoo answered cryptically, breaking into a smile.
Signy rolled her eyes and groaned:
-God, don't tell me that this brown-haired girl I just met in the lobby was coming from here. She, too, looked as pleased as if she had hit the jackpot in a casino.
-Don't be a pest. There's nothing between us yet.
-Yet? Well, of course. You just met yesterday, it's not in your rules to jump into bed with the first girl you come across. Thank you for not seeing both of you here naked and having sex.
-You know me well, but let's leave my personal life alone, because there is a lot of work ahead. I don't even know if I'll have time to do at least half of it today. And we also need to respond to fan letters.