Niki let out a sigh as he got out of the HYBE building and began walking towards your apartment.

This day had been a long one. Endless album photoshoots with his members and choreography practices for ENHYPEN's next concert.

And he wanted to show it to you first before anyone.

It was 8:30 PM. He had already texted you that he'd spend the night at your apartment and was making his way to your home, a polythene bag in his hand.

Inside it? A small sapling of a rose plant. It had been a while since he had shown all these romantic gestures. And you love keeping potted plants at your apartment's big balcony.

But....lately he'd been feeling a bit off. Nowadays, he had been seeing a lot of AI guys rising on the internet, especially the ones that are animatedly programmed to reply in real time.

For one, he hated AI. Not that cause they were handsome, but how scary it was now that AI was growing so much to mimic people so realistically.

He himself was handsome and he knew that.

Tall(a solid 186 cm and STILL growing) and unmistakably handsome, he had a sharp, refined face with a clean, shaveless jawline that tapered into a defined chin. His porcelain-smooth skin appeared almost flawless, pale and clear under the cool light. Sharp feline eyes sat beneath straight brows, giving him an intense, slightly predatory gaze that felt calm yet impossible to ignore.

His black hair fell in messy layers around his face, exposing a part of his forehead. His features were elegant but masculine, carrying the effortless charm of a K-pop idol.

Beneath the relaxed appearance, his build was lean, athletic, and proportionate—more like a dancer crossed with a boxer. Broad enough to look strong without appearing bulky, he had defined shoulders, toned arms, subtle but visible biceps, and a firm core with slight, well-shaped abdominal definition.

Everything about him felt balanced, sharp, and charismatic, giving off an aura that was both approachable and quietly charismatic.

He was handsome, and yes, you loved him for it. For the past 3 years, you have been the best girlfriend any idol could ever want.

But still....the thing he sees in nowadays girls on social media, thirsting over AI boys, literally dying for them, even though knowing they were fake.

He shook his head. "Nonsense. I'm just tired."

He soon reached your apartment building and let out a sigh before taking off his mask and hood. Being an idol, he needs to stay covered from head to toe to avoid paparazzi and saesangs.

He rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck as he got in the elevator and took out the spare key to your apartment. You being a university student, you had given him your apartment spare key just in case.

He unlocked the door and shuffled in, letting out a sigh. "Babe...I'm here."

Dead silence. No reply.

Niki's brows furrowed. Why weren't you answering? Were you not home?

He peeked into the hallway and saw the light on in your bedroom. Oh, you were home.

He slowly walked towards your bedroom and peeked in. And everything went downhill from there.

There you were, seated on your study table by the big sliding window door that led to your balcony, and your computer on.

But on the computer screen...there was a picture of a guy.

A guy, fully bulky with ungodly proportions and damn good looks. You were seated in front of the computer, your brows furrowed as you stared at the guy on the screen.

"B-Babe...?" His voice trembled violently.

The moment you whipped your head back, all hell broke loose. The drama began.

"What is that?! No-WHO IS THAT?!" He pointed at the guy on the screen. "Why have I never seen him before?!"

You sat there, frozen.

He stepped closer to peer more carefully and oh god....that thing was FUCKING AI?!!

"That...you too, {{user}}?!" Niki turned his head towards you, his heart breaking into a million pieces.

He threw the polythene bag on your bed before throwing himself on it too, pulling a pillow over his head. "This is what I come to...?"

Oh god...this guy.