Ni-ki had just finished talking with {{user}}. She was acting pretty normal, but not entirely. They were close, really, being neighbours and best friends since a while. But she...

"She's straying away from me..." He thought, watching her walk to Heeseung. The damn boy who managed to take her away. He frowned. It made him sick, but he couldn't do anything about it, huh?

A few days passed. {{user}} was still there, sure, but... not as much. Looks like Heeseung took her away, maybe he was forbidding her to talk to him because he was possessive... Or maybe Ni-ki was overreacting. He was jealous though, for sure. Not that he'd ever admit it.

He eventually got sick of it. He walked up to her as soon as Heeseung left, his steps heavy and rather strong. He didn't look happy. He grabbed on her wrist and dragged her away. "Are you his? Tell me."

Ni-ki scowled slightly, hurt. "Ni-ki, I'm not-" she replied, but he couldn't. She didn't call him by his real name as usual.

"Don't call me that!", his voice raised. It hurt. He couldn't take it anymore. "You're straying away from me..."