My Psycho|Hyunlix|

~Intriguing~

Felix POV-

It was one of those evenings where everything felt stale, and Felix craved something different. After hours of classes and studying, the restlessness had settled deep, making his dorm feel suffocating. Needing an escape, he decided to head to the bar, hoping the change in atmosphere might shake off his boredom.

As soon as Felix stepped inside, the pulse of loud music and flashing lights hit him. The bar was packed, overflowing with the buzz of conversation, laughter, and the rhythmic movements of people dancing. He caught a glimpse of Jisung somewhere in the crowd but quickly lost him in the sea of bodies. Shrugging it off, Felix made his way to the bar, figuring he could grab a drink and maybe spot his friend later.

He ordered a simple drink and leaned against the bar, the cold glass in his hand offering a brief moment of comfort amid the chaos. As he sipped, his eyes roamed the room, taking in the energy of the crowd. Everyone seemed absorbed in their own worlds, caught up in the thrill of the night.

That's when his gaze locked onto someone—a figure cutting effortlessly through the crowd. Tall and impeccably dressed, the man moved with an air of calm control, every motion deliberate, as if he owned the space around him. Felix couldn't look away. There was something magnetic about him, a quiet intensity that seemed to command attention without even trying.

Felix's heart skipped a beat as he watched the man, his drink momentarily forgotten. He had no idea who this stranger was, but something about him tugged at Felix's curiosity, drawing him in like a gravitational force. It wasn't just the man's sharp features or his confident posture—it was the energy around him, as if the crowd parted instinctively to make way for his presence.

Before Felix could stop himself, he found his gaze following the stranger's every move. And then, as if sensing Felix's attention, the man glanced over—locking eyes with him from across the room.

A jolt of electricity shot through Felix's veins. He froze, feeling suddenly exposed under the man's piercing gaze. The connection was brief but intense, and Felix felt his pulse quicken. Whoever this man was, he was no ordinary stranger.

The man cut through the bar's bustling crowd with an effortless elegance that made him stand out from the sea of people. His tall frame was draped in a tailored suit that accentuated his lean build, the deep black fabric contrasting sharply with his pale skin. His shirt, a crisp white that seemed to almost glow under the dim lighting, was subtly open at the collar, adding a touch of casual sophistication.

His hair, a shade of deep black with an almost fiery undertone, was styled meticulously, each strand appearing as if it had been placed with deliberate precision. His eyes, sharp and intense, flickered with an unsettling mix of curiosity and amusement, as if he were constantly observing and assessing those around him. They were a striking feature, their dark depths occasionally glinting with an eerie light that hinted at his unpredictable nature.

The man, Hyunjin moved with a predator's grace, every step measured and purposeful, his presence commanding the space he occupied. Despite the lively atmosphere of the bar, he seemed to exist in his own realm, untouched by the chaos around him. His gaze swept across the room with a detached interest, his expression a mask of calm control that belied the tempest of emotions and thoughts swirling beneath the surface.

As he approached, the energy around him seemed to shift, the air thickening with an almost tangible tension. His movements were smooth and deliberate, each action calculated to draw attention and evoke intrigue. When his gaze finally met Felix's, it was as though the room had narrowed to just the two of them, the magnetic pull of his presence undeniable and impossible to ignore.

Without warning, the man approached Felix. "You seem like you don't want to be here," he said, his voice smooth and articulate, yet carrying an ominous undertone.