𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐒

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A ghost lingers in the crevice of confusion and along the fine line of sight, that it's gifted once its soul was offered up to the greater good or hateful demise. A long unending journey that fills the poor spirit with rage, desperation, and fragility. Only to feel the need to spread its disbelief and own teachings to the many that have yet to come in mischief acts.

You live. Then you die. But you never truly feel accomplished. You'll never feel as if you made something out of yourself because something will always be missing. And any person would want to live to see another day if they felt that desperate need for it. But not all do. And not all should be punished for not having that strength. So when it comes to the final terms regarding any situation. Do what you do, and believe what you want. But never force it upon others.

But enough of that, seriously if you were to tell young Lee Felix. His long wish of wanting to attend the school of his dreams ended up with him being so closely watched by the entire student body in the middle of the hallway while having the biggest name of them all express himself openly for the first time known. He'd smack you, wouldn't he?

But no. Because at that moment, he couldn't move. He couldn't gather the strength to let out a single word without struggling to catch his breath. With the eyes watching him. Wondering 'how' because how did a newcomer who came purely from the cracks of dawn and spawned at a school that seemed too privileged for his well-being? Manage to make the impossible; possible.

"Cat got your tongue?" Felix snapped. Tired of all of it and tired of standing there like a deer who came in contact with headlights. Frozen and confused and in a daze. Because god why did he look ten thousand times more gorgeous than he already was? And that wasn't supposed to be a compliment considering how hard he tried to change the trajectory of his mind. Replacing his attraction with good reasoning.

Through all of that, he tried to walk past rave—Hyun—rav—fuck it. Whoever he was and urged himself off but not when the students did nothing but stare.

"It's him again."

"What's his deal?"

"Fucking stalker."

"But didn't Raven come to him?—"

"Shut up! That doesn't matter right now."

Great it was even worse than he thought. His fucking luck.

Running out with the urge becoming more and more tempting. He was stopped without a choice and pulled back just slightly with a firm grip. Facing the end of his sight with a new particular blonde. "You just can't stand me being around, can you?" A monotone curious voice peaked, while the the question alongside his stare lingered. Closely inspecting Felix's reaction or what he was to respond with. Hyunjin had no idea what'd come to be.