𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫; 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱

-𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠-

September; Hyunjin's favorite month of the year, everything about this time of the year just feels perfect. It's the end of summer and the edged start of autumn, the weather is just perfect, not too cold and not too hot. The flowers aren't blossoming but they are yet to wither. September, a month of transition, where the vibrant greens of summer begin to give way to the warm hues of autumn. A time of change, where the cool breeze whispers secrets to the trees, gently coaxing them into shedding their leaves. It's a month where the sun begins to set earlier and the nights grow longer, painting the sky with a canvas of deep purples and oranges, as the stars glimmer their way into view.

It's a month when nature seems to take a deep breath before winter's cold embrace. The air is crisp, the mornings fresh with misty dew drops that linger on delicate spider webs, on the sides of roads, on cars, and on bushes. A time when the world begins to slow down and all there is left is the passing wind that carries a scent of what has been and what will be.

This is the month that is full of delight for Hyunjin, or at least it used to be. September now, of this year, just feels like an empty vessel or an empty canvas, both a nightmare to a gifted artist like Hyunjin as he sits on his stool and stares at the black-white canvas in front of him. His paints on his side and a vast window behind the large canvas that gives a peak of what is happening in the outside world, a little hint; beauty is. Life is gorgeous behind these melancholic walls of Hyunjin's apartment

It's such a pity that Hyunjin is missing out on all of these hours, wasting them on dry paint brushes and white ceilings. He has done nothing in this youthful time of his age but stare at his ceiling or his canvas, both of which are very upsettingly monochromatic, his life wasn't lacking color it was bereft of it.

there were eyebags and dark circles under his eyes. He doesn't sleep whatsoever and the meals he eats consist of morning apples he couldn't finish and ate in the evening while it has already darkened and was mere seconds away from rotting, much like him. It all began when a certain someone broke things off with him, the certain someone being a situationship. How did the situationship start and who was this certain someone you may ask, Well, he was a boy of magic and Hyunjin was enchanted at the very first glance, what more can I say?

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𝗮 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗴𝗼

Warm sunlight peaks through the cracks in between the fluffy clouds, on a beautiful blue sky with specks of white and yellow in it, some from the clouds and some from the sun. Lee Felix loved August, the salt air, the freedom of summer, the raging youth in the nights of it, and the innocent juvenility in the days of it. The fresh flowers that spring has left behind. Felix loved it all wholly, he felt alive the most when the sun kissed his skin and set his soul to be off on a soothing journey. Everything was full of color in August, the universe seemed better in this time of the year. August was a month of pure magic, a time when the world came alive and the impossible became possible. It was a time of love and laughter, of friendships and relations forged in the heat of summer and, in the face of the world's beauty, Lee Felix found himself lost in ecstasy.

And now that it was, or has ended considering it was already the first of September Felix felt a bit too sad, his head was killing him and he could barely hold his weight, which was also because of the alcohol consumption that went down last night but no one is permitted to speak of it. "I'm going to die, I don't think I can make it to class" he mumbles resting his head on Han Jisung—his best friend's shoulder, shutting his eyes and exhaling a deep puff of air.

They were seated in the back of a cab, going back to their dorms and though they were currently on vacation due to the university undergoing some construction because of damage from a fire Felix and Jisung still took tutoring classes and the blond boy would have rather took a bullet than sit in a lecture and listen to all that academic bull crap right now, all he wished to do was just lay in his bed, drink some of his best friend's magic concoction that tasted like honeysuckle tea and coffee, it's a bizarre combination but Felix is sure those two are his secret ingredients