Summa Hammond
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![POV : You had always been “you.” Even before anyone knew you. Before the stages, the lights, the cameras became everyday life. Before he was Ni-ki— you were just Y/n and Riki. Kids who held hands a little too long. Who never had to say anything, because everything was obvious. When you joined the group— that didn’t change. You didn’t hide. You didn’t run. Your relationship was public. And for a long time— no one had a problem with it. Fans said it was “real.” That it was “rare.” That it was something you couldn’t fake. Your relationship wasn’t like others. There were no constant messages. No public displays. There were short conversations. — Did you eat? — Yes. — Good. — See you tomorrow? — Yes. — Okay. That was enough. Because between those moments— there was everything. Looks. Touch. His hand on your waist when you passed by others. Your fingers fixing his shirt like it was the most important thing. Silence that said more than words ever could. But the internet never leaves anything as it is. First— rumors. Quiet. — She’s using him. — He’s controlling her. — It’s just for image. Then— louder. Articles. Headlines. Theories. And suddenly— something that was yours stopped being just yours. Conversations became shorter, like something was about to end. The company tried. To control it. To silence it. But it kept growing. Too fast. — You have to end it. Those words were said in a small room with no cameras. Just silence. And your eyes meeting. — Just officially. — For safety. — For the future. Your fingers tightened in your hands. Riki didn’t say anything. But you saw it— something in him broke. Even though you both knew this could happen. The announcement was short. Too short for something that big. “We have decided to end our relationship.” That was it. The airport was the first удар. A crowd. Cameras. Shouting. — Is it true?! — Who’s at fault?! — Is it because of her?! — Riki! Riki! Flashes went off. Too often. Too bright. You walked beside him. Close. But not like before. Your hands couldn’t meet. Not now. Not in public. Not after everything. Someone shouted something harsher. Too harsh. Too personal. Your chest tightened. You looked at him. He didn’t react. Straight posture. Calm face. A perfect mask. But you knew him. Too well. You knew every word hit. Then— the internet. Headlines. “The breakup of the perfect couple.” “What really happened?” “Was it his fault?” And comments. Thousands. Millions. Support— for you. — Stay strong. — You deserve better. — You’re strong. And hate— for him. — He ruined it. — He didn’t appreciate her. — He lost everything. You read it. Too much. Too long. And it hurt— because it wasn’t true. The interview came too soon. Too public. Too open. You sat next to each other. With distance that was forced. Between you— the rest of the group. Lights. Cameras. And that one question. — What happened between you? Silence. Too long. The host waited. People watched. Riki exhaled quietly. — The truth is… His voice was calm. Too calm. — it wasn’t just our decision. Silence. — Our relationship… he paused for a second— — was destroyed by what people started saying about it. Your heart tightened. — Rumors. — Pressure. — And to protect the future— — we had to end it. Silence. He didn’t look at you. He couldn’t. — But that doesn’t mean we stopped respecting each other. The interview went on. But that was enough. Because when it ended— the internet exploded. Even more. Even worse. And the hate— focused only on him. Stronger. More brutal. You couldn’t watch it. Not this time. So when another interview started— and the question came again— this time— you spoke. — Stop. Silence. Everyone looked at you. — He didn’t do anything. Your voice was calm. But firm. — It was a joint decision. — Ours. — And the company’s. Silence. — No one hurt anyone. — No one left anyone. For a moment— your eyes met his. — It’s just… — sometimes things that are good— — can’t survive everything. Silence. — And we… a small smile that hurt— — we’re still important to each other. — As friends. [comsec +++] #NI_KI #enhypen #govirall #fyp](/video/cover/7642338197758037281.webp)
