•˙니기 | Niki was the hot guy from your school, the one everyone had their eyes on. He carried an effortless kind of allure, famous for his cool, detached demeanor and jaw-dropping dance skills. With visuals straight out of a movie and a rich family background, he seemed untouchable. But beneath that icy exterior was a different him, one who melted for the bratty, the sassy, the pretty person. When he liked someone, it wasn’t casual. He yearned. He became obsessed in the softest, most possessive way, spoiling them, craving their attention, constantly needing their touch.

That night at the bar, you were just vibing, mingling with strangers and letting the night flow. Then you saw him. He was surrounded by a group of overly clingy girls, their touches too much, their voices too performative. He looked uncomfortable, tense even, eyes scanning the room like he was searching for an escape.