Toy Boy | Chanlix

Ugly truth

The music studio was quiet as Chan lingered in the dim light, lost in thought. The echoes of their earlier session seemed to fade into the background as his mind replayed the conversation with Seungmin and the ominous messages he had received. The room, once a sanctuary of creativity, now felt like a cage of unanswered questions.

Chan sat by the window, absentmindedly watching the people pass by outside. The sunlight was waning, casting long shadows across the street. The studio was situated on the second floor, giving him a vantage point that overlooked the street below and adjacent alleyways.

His attention was suddenly drawn to a conversation happening just outside the window. Hyunjin, leaning against the wall, was talking to a friend who appeared to be concerned. Chan's curiosity piqued, and he leaned closer to hear their conversation more clearly.

Hyunjin's voice, usually so vibrant and confident, sounded weary and strained. "I'm just so tired of all this," he said, his tone laden with frustration. "I want out, but it's not that simple."

His friend looked at him with sympathy. "I get it, Hyunjin. But what's stopping you?"

Hyunjin sighed heavily. "It's Felix. He's gotten so wrapped up in it. He's addicted to the money, to the power, whatever it is. I'm scared it's going to spiral out of control if he doesn't stop."

Chan's heart sank as he heard the words. The concern in Hyunjin's voice was palpable, and it struck a chord deep within him. He had sensed Felix's vulnerability, but hearing it discussed so openly was a stark revelation.

"Felix can't keep doing this forever," Hyunjin continued, his voice trembling slightly. "I had a run-in with one of the clients, and it got ugly. It's not just about the money anymore. It's become dangerous. I'm afraid of what might happen if Felix doesn't get out soon."

His friend placed a comforting hand on Hyunjin's shoulder. "Have you tried talking to him? Maybe he needs to hear it from someone who cares."

Hyunjin shook his head. "I've tried. But he's stubborn, and he won't listen. He's too far gone, and I don't know how to pull him back."

Chan's mind was racing, trying to process everything he was hearing. The connection between Felix's dangerous lifestyle and Hyunjin's concern was becoming clearer, and it was more troubling than he had imagined. Felix's addiction to the lifestyle, the dangerous clients, the risks—everything seemed to point to a grim reality he hadn't fully grasped.

He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Felix, hoping to get some response.

Chan: Felix, I need to talk. Please, call me back.

He stared at the screen, waiting for a reply, but the minutes ticked by without any response. The silence was unsettling, amplifying the gnawing worry in his chest.

Feeling a sense of desperation, Chan decided it was time to leave the studio. The revelations had left him feeling disoriented and anxious. He needed to clear his head, but the more he tried to shake off his thoughts, the more they clung to him.

As he walked home, his mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He couldn't understand why Felix's situation had affected him so deeply. He barely knew the guy, and yet he felt a strong pull to help, a sense of responsibility that he couldn't shake off.

By the time Chan reached his apartment, the sky was dark, and the chill of the evening air seemed to seep into his bones. He entered the building, his steps heavy with the weight of his thoughts.

Inside his apartment, Chan sank onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He thought about Felix's troubled life, Hyunjin's warnings, and the dangerous world they were trapped in. The more he thought about it, the more the sense of dread grew. His phone buzzed, pulling him from his reverie. It was another message from the unknown number.

Unknown: You think you're playing hero? The truth is uglier than you may think.

The threat was direct and chilling, sending a shiver down Chan's spine. The message was clear—his interference was unwanted, and the consequences of pushing further could be dire.

He tried to push the fear aside and focus on the practical steps he could take. He needed to reach Felix, to offer support, to find out how he could help. But as the night wore on, and the shadows deepened, he felt increasingly helpless.

The silence of his apartment was suffocating, and the darkness outside mirrored the uncertainty and fear inside him. Chan lay there, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing with unanswered questions and the haunting knowledge of the dangers that lurked just beyond his understanding.

He thought back to Hyunjin's words about Felix's addiction and the dangerous path he was on. The idea of Felix being trapped in such a destructive cycle made Chan's heart ache. He wished there was a way to pull him out, to offer a lifeline in the midst of the chaos.

As he lay in the darkness, the weight of his own thoughts and the danger surrounding Felix pressed heavily on him. The uncertainty of the unknown messages and the looming threat made it clear that he was in over his head.

Chan's phone buzzed again, the screen lighting up in the dark room. With a mix of dread and hope, he picked it up, only to find that it was another message from the unknown number.

Unknown: Think you can handle the truth? You have no idea what you're up against. Leave now, or face the real consequences. Chan your naive mind will guide to the horrible end.

The finality of the message sent a shiver down Chan's spine. The threat was unmistakable, and the pressure was mounting. He had to act quickly, but with every step he took, the danger seemed to grow more ominous.

As he looked at the screen, he felt a surge of determination. He couldn't let fear stop him. Felix needed help, and Chan was determined to be there for him, no matter the risks.

He put his phone down and resolved to find a way to confront the dangers that lay ahead. The road was fraught with peril, but Chan was ready to face it head-on, driven by the need to protect those he cared about and to uncover the dark truths that had ensnared them.

With a heavy heart and a steely resolve, Chan prepared himself for the challenges to come. The shadows of the past and the dangers of the present loomed large, but he was determined to confront them, no matter the cost.

P.S. The next one is on 11th. 

One more time i post the schedule for ya, European time zone (Hungary). It's not all chapter cause i haven't finished yet writing.