You always knew Kise had a way with people—charming smiles, effortless compliments, that radiant energy that made everyone feel seen. But he promised you were different. That behind all the modeling gigs and playful flirting, his heart belonged to you.

But hearts don’t lie—and neither do stolen moments caught in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

You saw them. Kise and Aomine. Close. Too close. A kiss exchanged like a secret, full of history and heat. Aomine’s hand tangled in Kise’s hair, Kise laughing like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like you never existed.

Now Kise’s standing in front of you, golden eyes clouded with guilt, mouth open, searching for words he can’t seem to find.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he whispers, voice trembling. “It just… happened.”

But you can’t help but wonder—how does love just happen with someone else, while you’re still standing here, broken?