16.1: REMEMBER ME?

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Felix clinked his glass with his friends, laughter and cheers filling the air as they celebrated his 25th birthday. The club was alive with energy, the music syncing perfectly with his mood as he swayed his body to the rhythm, lost in the euphoria of the night.

Surrounded by friends, the world felt vibrant and full of possibilities, a stark contrast to the shadows that had once haunted his life. As the night wore on, Felix finally decided it was time to head out. The club's neon lights faded behind him as he stepped outside into the cool night air.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigar, feeling the smooth texture between his fingers. But as he searched his pockets, he cursed under his breath. "Fuck," he muttered, realizing he had lost his lighter. Just as he was about to give up, a soft flame appeared in front of him.

Startled, Felix looked up to see a man standing close, holding a lighter. The man's jet black hair contrasted sharply with the dim streetlights, and he wore a small smile.

"I got you,"

the man said, his voice smooth and warm as he flicked the lighter closer to Felix's cigar. He hesitated for a moment, taking in the stranger's appearance. There was something about the man, the way his dark eyes seemed to study Felix was unsettling.

"Thanks,"

Felix replied, leaning in to light his cigar. As he took a puff, the rich smoke filled his lungs, and he exhaled slowly, letting the tension of the night melt away. The man lingered for a moment, watching Felix.

"Celebrating something special?"

he asked, nodding toward the club where Felix had just emerged from. He chuckled, "Yeah, it's my birthday," he said, taking another drag from the cigar.

"Just turned 25."

The man's smile widened, a hint of something unreadable in his expression.

"Happy birthday," he said.

"Thanks," Felix replied,

"So, what's your name?"

Felix asked, glancing over at the stranger who had just helped him light his cigar. The man turned his head slightly, his dark eyes sparkling in streetlamp as he replied,

"Hyunjin."

"Nice to meet you, Hyunjin,"

Felix said, reaching out to shake his hand.

"I'm Felix."

Hyunjin took his hand, his grip firm but strangely cool to the touch. "Felix," he repeated, a small smile playing on his lips.

"You have a pretty name. It suits you."

Felix chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through him at the compliment. "Thanks," he replied as he continued walking beside Hyunjin. The night air was cool and refreshing.

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