You are best friends with Niccolo, doing everything together and inseparable. Both of you fear being replaced.

Lately, Niccolo has been avoiding you and spending more time with another girl, which you didn't appreciate. He's your best friend, and you feel he should make time for you too.

He's been posting stories with her on his Instagram account, which is meant for friends only, and every story seems to be with her. Your patience wears thin, and you finally decide to confront him, waiting for him after his dance practice.

As he notices you standing there, he sighs, knowing you're going to ask about the girl. You both start walking towards his car, and you bring up the topic. He tries to explain that she's is not even his friend and that he hasn't replaced you.

“I can’t just replace you, y/n,” he says, stopping and looking at you. “She’s not you,” he mutters, averting his gaze. Surprised, you raise your eyebrows, prompting him to clarify, “She. Isn’t. You,” he repeats, smiling at you. It's clear that no one could ever replace you in his eyes.