Yuri Armani's POV

Life is full of surprises, but I certainly wasn't expecting this one.

How do you cope when the love is with somebody else?

Betrayal taste bitter.

That's how i felt it every time i scrolled through Dimitri's social media.

I was madly in love with him since we were in high school, back then things was very simple. Luckily Dimitri also feel the same way.

We shared lunches, secret letters and stolen kisses behind the old music building.

Haha good times.

We dated for three years.

Three whole years of growing up together. Three years of promises whispered under the peach tree. Three years of believing there were meant to be together.

We even entered the same university, thinking nothing will change.

But reality have a way of changing everything.

Dimitri always wanted to become a singer. it's was just a hobby it's was his dream.

He got an opportunity to join a newly debuted boy band. I was the first person he told.

I was his loudest cheerleader. I still remember the look on his face when i told him to go, i would be right here waiting for him.

Then group exploded over night.

Their first music video hit 40m views on youtube, within 24hrs of release. Fans love and support them.

"Global tours, rehearsal, interviews"

Dimitri's world quickly grew bigger and brighter.

That's when things begin to change between the two of us.

I slowly became smaller inside it.

At first it's was just missed calls.

Then, from cancelled dates to leaving me on seen without replying for days.

It's been two months since i last hear his voice.

I keep wondering what I could've done differently, but maybe some things just arent meant to be.

Until i saw the headlines this morning.

There was Dimitri was holding hands with the "Country's sweetheart" aka Felix Kozlov he's one of the top actors in russia.

Because of his cute and delicate appearance Felix has a lot of supporters on social media.

He's the actor everyone wants to protect.

The fans are obsessed with tagging them in "shipping" posts and screaming whenever Felix showed up at their concert.

I thought I was strong enough to handle this. but now i'm not so sure.

It's really hurts.

Today, the temperature had plummeted, and many students who didn't pay attention to the weather forecast had not dressed warmly enough. The cold wind blew and they nearly froze.

"Yuri, are you cold?" Ren turned to ask Yuri, who was only wearing a thin sweatshirt."

Yuri tucked his pale fingers into his sleeves

"It's okay. I still have some warmth left," he said softly.

Ren chuckled. "Hey Yuri have been meaning to ask......are you still hearing from Dimitri."

The answer was obvious as Yuri slowly lowered his gaze.

Ren nudged him gently with his elbow and said, "How about we grab a coffee after class sounds good right?"

"Okay," Yuri nodded.

With that they both walked to their classroom.

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After finally making it through their evening classes, they stopped by at the càfe to grabbed a cup of hot coffee, before rushing back to their dormitory to put on warmer clothes.

Yuri shivered and he layered himself in thick clothing. "I'm freezing I've even put on my down jacket. This weather is so terrible, I hope it doesn't snow."

"It's hard to say, it started snowing around this time in the previous years, but it's been colder this year," Ren replied as he took out a pair of thick shoes from his closet.

"I still need to go to for my part-time job," Yuri said as he took a sip of his coffee.

Ren shrugged. "I'm sure Aunt Maria will understand, she knows you have a weak constitution and can't work when it's cold.

Yuri nodded, set aside his coffee and changed into warmer socks before crawling back into bed.

As Ren finished dressing, he tucked him in and quietly left the room.

By the time Yuri woke up it's was already morning, sunlight streamed faintly through the curtain.

He yawn softly, noticing that Ren's bed was neatly arranged he has must have already left.

He glanced at the clock it's was already 9:00am.

His eyes flickered to his phone. A new instagram post made him freeze.

It's was Dimitri.

He was holding hands with Felix Kozlov.

Judging from the background it's seems they went out on a date and Felix also leaned in to comfortably.

Yuri's chest hurts as he read the caption:

"Awesome night with an amazing company."

Then comments flooded in beneath the post:

"You guys look so great together."

"Just date already."

"New couple?"

"Yay, our ship is sailing."

"OMG! Felix look so good tonight."

"My favorite couple."

Yuri's lip trembled as he bit down hard blood tickled down his lips. His finger went cold as he zoomed in the picture.

There was no doubt about it Dimitri has already left him.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he gripped the phone tightly.

The front door swung opened and Ren rushed in he has already seen the post too.

He dropped the bag he was holding and slowly approached him carefully. He grabbed the phone from his trembling hand and hugged him tightly.

"Ren it's h–hu–hurt m–my chest it's hurts, Yuri murmured in his embrace. "At least he should have break up with me properly."

"Everything will be okay, Yuri. please don't cry," Ren said as he rubbed his back.

"Bu–b–ut– but he's the only one i lov—"

"Yuri" Ren's voice cracked with frustration. "Can't you see what's happening right now? stop crying over him it's pissing me off! People change, feelings fade. He has already moved on, so move on too!"

Yuri's loud sob shook him, but Ren held him firmly, letting him lean on someone who wasn't leaving.

Under the bizarre glow of the multicolored neon lights, young and immature faces of people were illuminated in the full-packed bar. With arms flinging aggressively around, they were singing and moving their bodies wildly as they grooved to the music.

A staff members was respectfully escorting a group of young guests inside. The visitors were well known here, the so–called "Saint Petersburg Princes" heirs to wealth and influence.

They are dangerous in the most silent way.

The manager remembered that these people had practically become regular customers after frequenting the bar for a year.

"Manager Lev," Seeing him, Nikolai offered his greeting first.

Lev face lit up and bowed slightly "Oh, Young Master Nikolai and Young Master Ivan why haven't I seen these distinguished guests in our bar in such a long time?"

Then he noticed the man standing behind them.

His body stiffened immediately.

"Young master Mikhail," Manager lev bowed deeply this time.

Mikhail nodded and walked passed them.

Nikolai looked around the bar unimpressed before turning to him "Find us a quiet private room and call a few girls over."

The manager nodded and lead them to a VVIP room upstairs.

Few minutes later the room was filled with cigarette smoke and expensive liquor.

Downstairs, Aunt Maria handed a tray to Yuri.

"Hey Yuri take this wine inside the VVIP room. Be careful both bottles are expensive more than your life.

Yuri blinked. "But—"

"No but," she cut him off sharply "Do you even know how much those bottles are worth? The two you're holding cost 1,058,000 USD."

Yuri eyes widened.

"1 million USD just for two bottles of wine?" his hand tightened around the bottle fear flashing through his eyes.

"Exactly, so be careful don't trip on your way up now go!"

Yuri nodded breathlessly and made his way toward the suite. When he pushed the heavy double doors open, a wall of smoke and the scent of luxury hit him. Several women were already scattered among the guests, laughing over the rim of crystal glasses.

Yuri put down the bottle gently on the glass table. He opened it and carefully poured the vintage wine into the crystal glasses.

One of the girls in the best condition paraded up to Mikhail. Before she could sit Mikhail abruptly raised his hand and refused to be accompanied before she could sit beside him.

"No, seat somewhere else."

His voice wasn't loud. But it's carried.

The girl froze, embarrassment flashing across her eyes.

Nikolai burst out laughing, wrapping his hand around the waist of the girl beside him. "Are you still angry about that?"

Mikhail ignored him and lit up another cigarette.

"I mean," Nikolai continued, leaning back lazily, "you two are just fuckbuddies right? so i don't see why you are so mad about it.

Ivan flicked the ash in his cigarette and spoke calmly "Angry about what?"

Nikolai smirked.

Mikhail exhaled the smoke slowly and his eyes darkened.

"Wait," he muttered. "what was his name again?"

Nikolai laughed harder pulling the girl onto his lap. "How come you don't remember the name of the slút you've been fûcking for years.

"You mean Felix Kozlov?" Ivan asked.

Nikolai nodded. "Yea have you seen his recents instagram posts? Mikhail is pissed he's with that clown now"

Ivan lifted his glass, swirling the wine thoughtfully "The one who joined that k-pop band? he's been hanging out with Felix a lot lately"

Mikhail's grip tightened slightly around his cigarette.

"Indeed," Nikolai said with a wicked grin on his handsome face. "and Mikhail isn't really happy about it."