𓆩𓍢ִ໋ Hyunjin 𓍢ִ໋𓆪

Felix had gone to the house of some friends of his parents. They planned to spend the evening drinking, laughing, and enjoying the atmosphere, so while the adults continued chatting downstairs, several of them decided to go up to the small rooftop terrace. From there, they could see most of the nearby houses: the lights on behind some windows, the balconies of the second floors, and the quiet movement of the night. Felix observed everything with curiosity, leaning on the railing as he looked down and absentmindedly scanned the windows of the neighboring houses. But then, his gaze stopped abruptly. In the window of the house next door, there was a shirtless boy. The warm light from the room barely illuminated his figure, just enough to make Felix freeze, staring at him. He was ridiculously attractive… too handsome to be real, he immediately thought. The boy moved a little closer to the window, resting one arm on the frame as he looked up at the terrace. His expression was calm, though there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, as if he were trying to figure out why Felix kept staring at him. And Felix, of course, remained completely still. For a moment, their eyes met. Until a voice behind him snapped him out of his reverie, making him jump slightly in fright. -What are you staring at?