JAY-JAY POV
Robin should have never found that phone.
That was my first thought.
My second thought was—
I'm going to die today.
He was already holding it up like a trophy.
"Found something interesting," Robin said proudly.
"ROBIN, DON'T—" I reached for it.
Too late.
He unlocked it.
Cin leaned in immediately.
"WHAT IS THAT?!"
Rory squinted.
"Wait… why does she have folders labeled 'WORK' and 'PROJECTS'?"
Felix adjusted his glasses.
"...This already feels dangerous."
Denzel pointed.
"Open that one."
"No!" I snapped.
Robin clicked it anyway.
Silence.
Then—
"...Oh."
Cin froze.
"...OH."
Rory leaned closer.
"WAIT—IS THAT JAY-JAY?!"
On the screen—
me.
But not like this.
Older photos.
Stage shoots.
Fashion photoshoots.
Black outfits.
Bright lights.
Camera flashes.
Edgy performance shots from my old career days.
Cin slowly turned.
"...WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A MAIN CHARACTER IN EVERY PHOTO?!"
Felix blinked.
"...She used to do modeling."
Denzel nodded.
"This explains a lot."
Robin kept scrolling.
"Okay this is actually insane."
Rory gasped.
"WHY ARE THERE LIKE 200 EDITED FAN POSTS?!"
Cin zoomed in.
"WAIT—YOU HAD FANS EDITING YOU?!"
I covered my face.
"...I forgot those existed."
Keifer was silent.
Too silent.
Yurii glanced at him.
"...You okay?"
Keifer didn't answer.
He was staring at the screen.
Not smiling.
Not joking.
Just focused.
Then Robin clicked another folder.
A video opened.
Me on stage.
Walking like I owned the world.
Performing.
Smiling under bright lights.
The room went quiet.
Even Cin stopped talking.
Rory lowered his phone.
"...She was famous-famous."
Felix muttered,
"...And she never told us."
I sighed.
"I didn't want that life anymore."
Silence.
Then Keifer finally spoke.
"...Why?"
I looked away.
"...Because it wasn't real to me anymore."
No one said anything after that.
For a moment, the room felt heavy.
Then—
Cin clapped loudly.
"OKAY EMOTIONAL DAMAGE OVER!"
Rory immediately nodded.
"BACK TO CHAOS!"
Robin grinned again.
"Oh wait, there's MORE."
"NO THERE ISN'T," I said instantly.
Too late.
He clicked again.
A different folder opened.
More photos.
More edits.
More moments of me on stage.
Some solo.
Some with Adrian.
Robin.
Cyrus.
All of us together.
Smiling like we were untouchable.
Cin stared.
"...You all looked like a group from a drama."
Felix nodded.
"You basically were."
Denzel looked at me.
"...Why did you stop?"
I hesitated.
"...I wanted a normal life."
Silence again.
Then Keifer said quietly,
"You were already enough."
I looked at him.
He wasn't teasing.
No smirk.
Just honest.
My chest tightened slightly.
Robin immediately shouted,
"OKAY WHO TURNED THIS INTO A ROMANCE SCENE?!"
Cin screamed,
"IT WAS HIM!"
Rory pointed at Keifer.
"HE DID IT!"
Keifer sighed.
"I didn't do anything."
Yurii laughed softly.
"You did something."
I quickly grabbed the phone from Robin.
"That's enough."
Robin gasped.
"My investigation!"
"Closed."
But as I turned it off…
I caught Keifer still looking at me.
Like he was seeing something new.
Something from my past…
that he didn't want to lose in the present.
And somehow…
that made my heart beat a little faster.