@syangjung_: Pov : You were spoiled. Not in the cliché, bratty way everyone imagined, but in the way only an only child could be. You had your parents’ undivided attention, the family’s endless pride, and the world’s constant spotlight. People noticed you, admired you, envied you—and you grew used to it. Attention was your oxygen. Without it, you weren’t sure who you were. And then he showed up. Ni-ki. The new transfer student. Quiet, nonchalant, with sharp eyes and a face that drew stares even when he didn’t want them. But unlike everyone else, he didn’t look at you. Not once. You thought it was shyness at first, so you tried. Smiles, “accidental” bumps, perfectly timed laughter. But he didn’t react. Not a glance. Not a word. Like you were invisible. The humiliation stung. And the more he ignored you, the harder you chased his attention. Every day became a battle against his indifference, until you finally gave up—tired, furious, humiliated. Fine. If Ni-ki wanted to live in his own little world, you wouldn’t step into it. But fate is cruel. Because a week later, he walked into your living room with his parents—your parents’ best friends, their long-time business partners. “Sweetheart,” your mom said, beaming, “this is Riki Nishimura. Isn’t he handsome? We were just talking about how wonderful it would be if you two spent more time together.” Your heart nearly stopped. Him? Out of everyone in the world, it had to be him? At dinners and outings, you tried to be civil. His parents were warm, funny, endlessly kind—you couldn’t be rude to them. But to him? Silence. If he ignored you, you’d ignore him harder. When your parents asked, you said it simply, with no room for argument: “I’m not interested.” ----- (comment sec+++)#ENHYPEN #NISHIMURARIKI #xcyzba #au #creatorsearchinsights2025

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