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![POV : You had been a couple for a long time — not the loud, Instagram kind, but the quiet and real kind. You were the one who felt too much. Too fast. Too intensely. Emotions hit you in waves you couldn’t stop. Anger came suddenly, uninvited, and before you could even name it, you were already hurting someone — with words, with gestures, with silence. And afterward came the shame. And that one sentence echoing in your head: I’m a monster. He — Ni-ki — was your opposite, and at the same time your anchor. Patient, caring, attentive… but also stubborn, proud, with a personality sharp as glass. He didn’t run away when things got hard. He stayed. Even when he himself was barely holding together. And that was exactly why it hurt the most. That evening started off ordinary. He didn’t answer your call. You stared at the screen long after the call ended. Once. Twice. Three times. Silence. When he finally came home, you asked calmly — too calmly. “Why didn’t you call me back?” He took off his jacket and tossed his keys onto the dresser. “I didn’t have anything to say,” he answered in a tired voice. “So I didn’t call back.” That one sentence was like a spark. “What do you mean you had nothing to say?” your voice trembled slightly. “I was the one calling.” “I know. But I don’t always have to—” “You do when you know I’m worried.” Now you were standing in the living room. Facing each other. Too close. Too sharp. “You can’t expect me to react exactly the way you want every time,” he said firmly. “And you can’t pretend I don’t exist,” you shot back. You felt that familiar tension under your skin. The one that always meant something bad was coming. “You’re doing it again,” he sighed. “You’re winding yourself up.” “I’m not winding myself up!” you shouted. “I just feel!” Something inside you snapped. Before you could even think — the vase flew to the floor. Glass shattered everywhere, the sound sharp and brutal. “I hate you!” you screamed, tears burning in your eyes. “I hate what I am!” Silence fell. Heavy. Dead. Ni-ki looked at the broken glass, then at you. His jaw was clenched. “You know…” he said slowly, “I think I finally understand why you say you’re a monster.” Those words weren’t shouted. They were calm. And that’s why they hurt the most. You felt something inside you collapse. You weren’t shouting anymore. You weren’t crying. You just nodded. “If that’s how you see me…” you whispered, “then I have no reason to stay.” You grabbed your jacket. Your phone. Your headphones. Your hands were shaking, but your movements were mechanical, precise. You walked past him without a word. The door closed quietly. And he stayed in the living room — alone, surrounded by broken glass and words that could never be taken back. Only then did he realize that being patient doesn’t mean being careful, and that a single sentence can wound deeper than a scream. And you? You walked through the night with music in your ears and one thought in your mind: Maybe monsters really don’t deserve love. *** The city at night felt unfamiliar. Too loud. Too bright. Too empty at the same time. You walked without direction, hands buried deep in the pockets of your jacket, your hood pulled over your head. The music in your headphones throbbed so loudly that your temples ached — but that was the point. It was supposed to drown out his voice. That one sentence. Calm. Cold. Final. Your phone vibrated once. Then again. A third time. You didn’t look. Because if you looked, if you answered… you would fall apart completely. Every step on the wet pavement felt like punishment. Every streetlight you passed reminded you that you were still here, still breathing, even though something inside you had just died. Meanwhile, he couldn’t stand still anymore. First he paced around the apartment in circles. Then he cleaned up the broken glass, even though his hands were shaking. Then he called again. And again. No answer. “Damn it…” he whispered, staring at the screen. The fear came suddenly. Real. Suffocating. [comsec +++] #NI_KI #enhypen #govirall](/video/cover/7616328164469443873.webp)