The Quiet Contract

JenLisa

"Honestly, Jisoo," I snapped, "Lisa is the last person I'd ever go for. She's practically allergic to people. I need someone who can handle being in crowded places, someone who actually enjoys a good party. You know... a real guy, someone who doesn't just hide in a corner."

Jisoo raised an eyebrow, clearly trying not to laugh. "So, someone who can handle all that attention you love? The same attention you complain about every time we go out?"

I scowled. "That's not the point. I want someone who can keep up with me. Someone who has confidence, someone who's actually fun, not some brooding wallflower with social issues."

"Wow, Jen," Jisoo said, biting back a laugh. "Way to be open-minded. Just because she's quiet doesn't mean she's boring. I've heard she's actually pretty interesting—people say she has a ton of talent, too."

I let out a derisive snort. "Oh, yeah? What kind of talent? Sitting in the background and pretending not to notice everyone?"

Jisoo shook her head. "I don't know, maybe you'd find out if you gave her a chance. Or are you that scared of being surprised?"

"Scared? Please," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "I just don't see the appeal in someone like her. She's... she's nothing like the type of person I need in my life. She'd probably get uncomfortable if I even suggested going to a club or a networking event. How am I supposed to drag her to social gatherings if she'd rather sit alone in silence?"

Jisoo grinned, clearly enjoying my frustration. "Maybe you'd be good for each other. You'd pull her out of her shell, and she'd... make you less of a snob?"

I shot her a glare. "You're not funny."

"Oh, come on, Jennie," Jisoo teased. "So you like the 'life of the party' type. That doesn't mean someone quieter can't surprise you. You've had your fair share of loud, charming guys, and none of them exactly... measured up, did they?"

"Those were different," I said defensively, heat rising in my cheeks. "I don't need some silent loner who can't keep up with me. Lisa's... she's just not it."

Jisoo just shrugged, the gleam in her eye growing. "Well, you'll get to tell her all of this tomorrow. Face to face. I'm sure she'll love hearing how not her type you are."

"Ugh," I groaned, rolling my eyes. "Don't remind me."

But Jisoo just smiled, her teasing grin widening as she leaned back, watching me stew in my frustration.

Jisoo leaned in, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes that made me instantly regret sitting through this conversation.

"You know, Jennie," she started, drawing out her words in that infuriatingly teasing way, "I heard something interesting from the business circle the other day."

I raised an eyebrow, narrowing my gaze. "And? What gossip is it now?"

"Oh, just that Lisa Manoban," she leaned in closer, "is apparently... well, quite good in bed."

My face twisted in pure disgust. "Jisoo, are you serious? I don't want to hear about that."

She laughed, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "What? It's just what people are saying. And, you know, just because she's intersex doesn't mean—"

"Don't even go there," I snapped, feeling a mix of disgust and irritation bubbling up. "The last thing I need is to think about that. I can't believe people even talk about her like that. It's disturbing."

Jisoo shrugged, smirking as she continued. "I don't know, Jen. They say she's a great catch. Smart, attractive, and, well... apparently knows what she's doing."