𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. [𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗶𝘅 𝗙𝗙]

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 21

[ 5 YEARS AGO,
8 February - 2018 ]

Felix's pov :-

It's been nine days since I last talked with Hyunjin. I had a weird feeling in my guts that something was up. We got our results of second term on 31 January and yeah guess what? I got the first rank whereas Hyunjin got the second place. I wanted to congratulate him and maybe celebrate our results together but he was nowhere to be found.

We got a long week holiday from school due to heavy snowfall and now finally today I was going back to school. I was excited yet I had this weird feeling in my stomach eating me up. I was standing by my locker, taking out the materials I needed. Hyunjin's locker was just next to mine, I saw him coming and silently taking out his books.

Was he deliberately avoiding me? "Hi Hyunjin," I called out, closing my locker. No response. My heart sank, and my gut instincts intensified. Tentatively, I reached out and tapped his shoulder, hoping he simply hadn't heard me. "Hyune?" I tried again. He shrugged off my hand and uttered, "I'll see you later," before briskly walking away, leaving me with a flurry of unanswered questions.

The first lecture bell chimed, urging me to make my way to class. With a heavy heart and a glimmer of hope that perhaps it was all just a prank, I trudged towards the classroom. Keeping my head down, I took each step with reluctance, unable to shake off the weight of uncertainty.

Slumping into my usual seat at the front of the class, I couldn't bring myself to lift my gaze from the floor. I felt utterly alone. I had noone except him in my life.

Confusion gnawed at me relentlessly. Why was he ignoring me? We had been perfectly fine the last time we met, and that kiss... It replayed in my mind incessantly, filling me with both longing and doubt. Did it mean nothing to him? Was I simply imagining a connection that didn't exist?

No, I couldn't accept that. I refused to believe that our bond was merely a figment of my imagination. I couldn't bear the thought of losing him, not now. Desperation clawed at my insides, driving me to the brink of pleading with him, if only to get back what we had.

"Lee Felix, are you with us?" The sharp voice of our class teacher broke through my thoughts, jolting me back to reality.

"Y-yeah miss I am sorry," I stammered, finally mustering the courage to glance around the class, feeling everyone's gaze on me. No... I hated this feeling. Everyone was staring at me.. It wasn't my first time but this time there was no him sitting beside me holding my hand secretly telling me that he is here next to me and won't let anything happen to me.. Without him by my side, I felt exposed and vulnerable as I settled back into my seat, attempting to focus on the lecture.

Two lectures passed in a blur, and as the break time finally arrived, I found myself at a loss. Where should I go? I should go and ask him what happened right? Right. I grabbed my bag and began to search for him.

Spotting him in a corner with a group of other guys, I mustered a smile to hide my growing anxiety. "Hyunjin, can we talk?" I asked. His friends who were way taller than me... looked down on me with a glare I knew too well. Their gaze was nothing new, but what stung the most was seeing Hyunjin standing among them, mirroring their expression as he looked down on me.

His grip on my wrist was firm, almost bruising, as he pulled me away from his friends with determined strides. "Hyune, you're hurting me," I managed to choke out, but my plea fell on deaf ears as he continued to march forward, his focus unwavering.

Fear crept over me, a sensation I had never associated with him before. For the first time, I felt truly intimidated by his presence. Finally, he halted in front of an abandoned classroom, its neglected appearance echoing the emptiness I felt inside.

Without a word, he shoved me into the room, releasing my wrists and shutting the door behind us. As he turned to face me, his demeanor was cold and distant. "What do you want, Felix?" he demanded, his tone laced with bitterness. It was as if I were facing a stranger, not the Hyunjin I knew.

Confusion and hurt welled up inside me, choking me with emotions I struggled to articulate. "What happened? Why are you acting like this?" I pleaded, the words tumbling out in a rush.

His response was chillingly indifferent. "Nothing's happened. I've just come to terms with reality. Stay away from me from now on," he declared, his words leaving me reeling in shock and disbelief. As he turned to leave, I stood there, stunned and shattered, unable to comprehend how everything had unraveled so swiftly.

I grasped his hand, desperation lacing my voice as I pleaded, "Please, Hyune, tell me what happened?" My words were barely a whisper, choked by the lump forming in my throat. He turned to me, his grip on my chin unyielding, his expression twisted with bitterness. "Tell you what happened? Tell the person who's the source of every misery in my life?" His laughter was devoid of any warmth, sending shivers down my spine. I was utterly bewildered, unable to grasp the meaning behind his words.

"I'm done, Felix. I never wanted to be near you in the first place," he spat out, his hands releasing me abruptly. The weight of his words crushed me, leaving me grasping for any semblance of understanding.

"What about our... our kiss, the promises? Did they mean nothing to you?" I whispered, tears beginning to stream down my cheeks. "Yeah, Felix, they meant nothing. YOU. MEANT. NOTHING. TO. ME.," he yelled callously, each word a dagger to my heart. The pain was unbearable, consuming me from within.

"You're lying," I protested weakly, my voice trembling with anguish. "I'm telling the truth. Now do as you please, just stay away from me," he commanded, pointing an accusatory finger at my chest. It felt like everything was hurting. His words, his touch, his tone, everything... Everything was hurting..me.

I shook my head in disbelief, tears blurring my vision as I clung to his shirt, my fists clenched in desperation. "Please, I'll do anything you ask. Just don't leave me alone... Please," I begged, sinking to my knees as he turned away, leaving me shattered and alone in his wake. With a heavy heart, he opened the door and left, leaving me to drown in a sea of despair.

As the door closed, I stayed on my knees, crying hard. Each tear felt like a piece of my heart breaking. I held onto my chest which was paining, feeling lost and alone in the empty room.

I wondered how things had gone so wrong, so fast. We used to be happy together, but now it felt like everything had fallen apart.

I couldn't understand why he was so angry with me. His words hurt more than anything I'd ever felt before.

Leaving the empty classroom, I felt utterly destroyed, like I'd lost everything. It was a feeling that there was nothing left of me.

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