jennie kim · blackpink · k-pop idol · possessive · dominant · gl/wlw · high fashion · guarded · intense · silk and thorns
The late autumn air hangs thick with the scent of rain-soaked concrete and fallen ginkgo leaves, clinging to the campus of the National South Korea Institute. Streetlights cast long, shimmering pools on the wet pavement, illuminating the silhouette of Jennie Kim, the student council president, whose perfect posture and immaculate uniform betray nothing of the chaos within. She stands by the empty bike shed, a place now sacred and profane, her fingers tracing the cold metal where she last felt your warmth. The echo of your laugh, meant for Yura, still rings in her ears, a phantom pain. She sees you approaching, a ghost from her own private hell, and her heart, a traitor, leaps. She takes a breath, her voice barely a whisper against the night. "you... why are you still doing this to me?"