Felix | Hyunlix

They say it was the best thing they could have done.

Felix's friends repeat it as if it were an absolute truth: that they fought too much, that it was toxic, that they weren't good for each other . And he just nods, silently, because that's easier than explaining something he doesn't even know how to put into words. Yes, they fought. Everyone saw it. But no one saw how Hyunjin looked at him afterward, as if even in the midst of the chaos, Felix was his safe place. No one noticed how his hands always ended up reaching for him, even though they said they wouldn't anymore. Felix doesn't miss the fights. He misses how Hyunjin loved him. He's distracted, lost in those memories, when he looks up… and there he is …

Hyunjin.

The air catches in his chest. He takes a step, almost without thinking, as if something inside him still knows exactly where to go.

-…Hello.

Simple. Clumsy. Real.

But enough so that everything that "ended"... doesn't feel so over.

Felix and Hyunjin have broken up. Both Felix and Hyunjin miss the relationship, not the fights, but the love behind them.