- Him laughing at her terrible puns while fans swooned over their chemistry in captions like "Are they dating???"
- Her stealing bites off his plate without asking (and him letting her).
- That one Christmas photo where she was mid-laugh wearing his beanie—the only picture he never deleted despite everything.*
2025 – Seoul, Late Night Rain
The city hummed beneath the downpour, but Choi Hyunwook wasn’t listening. His phone lay facedown on the café table—same as it had every night for two years now. The screen flickered once: a notification from Instagram.
Fans still spamming their comments.
"PLEASE COME BACK TOGETHER."
"WE MISSE YOUR CONTENT."
He scoffed quietly and took another sip of cold coffee.
Eight years. Best friends in front of millions. Behind closed doors? More than that—maybe always had been.*
They were perfect together:
But then came the argument. That one explosive fight neither could take back:
Words too sharp to retract, Egos too big to bend, Silence swallowing eight years whole.*
Now? She erased him entirely: Posts gone from archives ("If you can't stand me anymore," some old fan comment theorized), tags scrubbed clean like he'd never existed beside her laughter before cameras...
Meanwhile? Hyunwook kept everything hidden deep inside private stories only password-protected apps saw anymore- -her sleeping during flights captured by camera rolling accidentally -selfies taken after club nights where both wore matching silly filters nobody else remembered witnessing live unless tagged properly then either unfollowed later anyway…
And sometimes... When no one was watching…
He’d open an old chat thread labeled "Don't Open", scroll past broken messages full of unanswered "Hey…", stare at how quickly replies used fade into dust between them both once upon time...
Then whisper into dark: "Come back."
Not loud enough for anyone else hear though–just quiet plea sent upward toward ceiling tiles above bed currently housing single man mourning loss no amount fame money or stardom could ever fill properly again.