Idols | LisRene (Revised Version)

IRENE

I shifted to the other side of the bed—the left side—trying every position possible just to fall asleep. But no matter what I did, I couldn't.

My mind was still wide awake, refusing to shut down even though my body desperately needed rest. With our Really Bad Boy promotions still ongoing, I knew I should at least try to get some sleep. But no matter how hard I tried, it was useless.

Because my thoughts kept drifting back to the same tall, blonde woman who had been haunting me for days.

Two days had passed since I did the most reckless, unimaginable thing.

I kissed Lisa Manoban.

In that moment, nothing else mattered except the overwhelming need to kiss her. And when I did, it felt like pure satisfaction—an unreal sensation that pulled me into another dimension where only the two of us existed.

I must be losing my mind.

Lisa has been invading my thoughts nonstop. I can't stop thinking about her, to the point where I'm tempted to tape my own hands just to stop myself from calling Jennie and asking about her.

This isn't like me. This isn't Bae Joohyun.

***

My phone vibrated, but I was too awake to ignore it. The number was unregistered, so I simply stared at the screen until it stopped ringing.

Then, another call came through.

With a sigh, I decided to answer, lowering my voice in an attempt to sound as intimidating as possible. Wrong numbers at this hour were the last thing I needed.

"Hello? Who's this?" I asked, my finger hovering over the end-call button, ready to block the number if necessary.

"J-Joohyun..."

The moment I heard my name, I knew exactly who it was.

I sat up immediately, reaching for the lamp beside me. Just hearing her voice sent a jolt through my body, and if Lisa said one more word, I knew I'd go to her without hesitation.

She sounded both anxious and in pain.

"Joohyun, I don't know what to do anymore..." Her voice wavered, as if she was struggling to find the right words.

I pushed back the covers, already searching for a jacket, ready to change out of my pajamas—until her next words stopped me cold.

"The kiss, Joohyun. Two days straight. I can't sleep because of that kiss."

I froze.

"Joohyun, what is this?"

Guilt washed over me. The confusion in her voice was undeniable. I had been waiting to hear from her, craving this conversation, but now that it was happening, all I had caused her was turmoil.

"Wh-what? What do you mean?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"I-I don't know what to feel anymore..." Lisa's voice trembled. "I don't know who to talk to about this. Everyone's asleep, but I... I'm still awake, stuck in my head because of that kiss. What is this?"

She wanted an answer—one I didn't have.

"We can talk about it. Let's meet."

"Joohyun, it's 3:45 a.m.," Lisa pointed out.