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•19: The truth untold

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𝖣𝗈 𝖨 𝖶𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖪𝗇𝗈𝗐? - 𝖠𝗋𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖬𝗈𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗒𝗌

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Felix how do you know I
live in Seoul?

Hyunjin how do you know me?
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Exact, how did Hyunjin know Felix?
They both know the answer, yet Hyunjin couldn't bring himself to say it.
To say the truth.
How in the world was he going to explain it to Felix? What is he going to say?
Well, this happens when you start a lie and keep going with it for too long.
Now he doesn't have a choice, but to come clean and tell Felix everything.

Although he had been warned by Minho,
the models stubbornness led him to his downfall.

Hyunjin had been sitting in his room on his bed, legs crossed while biting his fingernails so hard they'd been cut unevenly and looked nasty. Numerous thoughts crossing his mind, but not a single believable lie to tell, rether some stupid fairy tales which Felix could look through on the spot.
Speaking of him, he had been left on read for quite a while now, but still awaits an answer. He decided that he wouldn't text anymore, until Hyunjin himself gives an explanation.

But the boy's got no clue. Nowhere to start, nowhere to end. Does he even want to lie anymore? It pains him too, to hide such a big secret, but how could he say the truth?
It's too hard. He doesn't want to do this to Felix either, obviously it's not fair to him and Hyunjin knows it.
This wouldn't have happened if Hyunjin just didn't do anything at all right?
If he hadn't looked him up, or went to his bakery to begin with and most importantly hadn't lied or kept his real identity a secret.

He didn't expect the other to find it out so soon. It was too soon. He didn't know how smart a baker actually could be. Except of his great artskills and idealistic mind, Felix possess the power of being able to see through people. You could call it being perspicacious.

When their eyes met that time at the Versace Event, Hyunjin felt something like that. As if he were transparent and naked.
As if Felix could read his mind and see his lies. It was weird. It still is.
There is no explanation for this feeling, it's confusing and Hyunjins been thinking about it ever since it happened.

Although Felix couldn't actually read his mind or see his lies, he himself also felt like he could look through the others curtains.
Which made him so immobile at that moment. He was having some kind of shock.

This moment right now, when the truth unfolds and Hyunjin finally uncuffs himself from this heavy shackles called lies, which he hides behind every time, proves that every hope is just a hope and nothing but a game with luck.
The model didn't have luck, as it seems. At least not in this matter.

He has to find a way out of this situation.
Without lying again.
He really wants to be honest, but how can he tell Felix that he's really Hwang Hyunjin?

While Hyunjin was having a full blown panic attack and was freaking out, Felix had been sitting in his dimmed room, watching the, in the night glowing stars he brought from his home and glued them on his ceiling, for about an hour now. He had put his phone beside him on his bed and been waiting for a ding to come out of his phone.
Unfortunately the only notifications he got were from every other app, but Instagram and if he got an instagram notification, it was not from who he was hoping it would be from.