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![pov : For a long time, your life had been nothing like the life of someone who should simply be worrying about school, friends, and what might happen the next day. You had started hearing words far too early—words no child should ever have to understand. Tests. Results. Check-ups. Risk. Doctors speaking in serious voices. And information telling you that, somewhere in the future, your health might bring even more problems. When you were ten years old, you found out that there was a risk of developing a serious form of cancer in the future. It didn't mean that you would definitely become ill. But as a child, you couldn't look at it that way. You remembered only one thing. Something even worse might happen someday. And from that moment on, the fear stayed somewhere inside you. As time passed, more problems appeared. Your body required more and more attention. You had insulin resistance. A very weak immune system. You had to pay more attention to your health than most people your age. And when you started receiving news that your condition was getting worse, it became difficult to hold on to the same happiness you used to have. But the worst part wasn't even being ill. The worst part was feeling completely alone with it all. You couldn't bring yourself to talk about it with your family. Not because you hadn't tried. You simply stopped believing that anyone would truly listen. Your father wasn't someone you could turn to when you were afraid. His words often hurt more than you wanted to admit. He could tell you that you were nobody. That you were exaggerating. That you were only looking for attention. Sometimes, he would humiliate you in front of other people as well. Every time, you tried to act as though it didn't matter. You held your head high. You answered calmly. Or you simply stayed silent. But whenever you were alone, all those words came back. And they stayed in your mind for far too long. You didn't want to worry your friends either. You knew that if you told them everything, they would probably want to help. They would ask questions. They would worry. They might start looking at you differently. And you didn't want to become another problem for them. So you learned to say: — “Everything is okay.” Even when it wasn't. — “I'm just tired.” Even when there was complete chaos inside your head. — “You don't have to worry about me.” Even when you couldn't stop worrying yourself. Over time, you became better and better at pretending. And people believed you. No one saw how much you were carrying inside. No one knew that sometimes you would sit alone and try to organize your thoughts, only to realize that they never seemed to fall into place. Illness. Fear. The future. Family. Your father's words. Loneliness. Everything became tangled together. And the harder you tried to deal with everything on your own, the more you felt like you were beginning to lose yourself in it all. ──★ Riki came into your life in a completely different way than you could have ever expected. Not because he immediately knew what you were going through. He knew nothing about your illnesses. He knew nothing about the tests whose results could take away your peace of mind for days. He knew nothing about the things you heard at home. He also had no idea how many things you hid behind a simple: — “I’m fine.” At first, you simply… seemed interesting to him. Riki had noticed you before. Not because you were the loudest person in the room. Quite the opposite. Sometimes you sat alone. Sometimes you stared out the window for so long that it seemed as though you were somewhere completely different. And other times, you talked to people normally, smiled, and acted as if everything was perfectly fine. But Riki had the feeling that this wasn’t the whole truth. He didn’t know why. You just seemed like someone he wanted to get to know. The first time he approached you was during a break. You were sitting alone on a bench, holding your phone in your hands. Riki stopped beside you. — “Can I?” [comsec++] #NI_KI #enhypen #goviral #pov #fyp](/video/cover/7682164859311590688.webp)
