Lost Light | Hyunlix

Chasing the run

P.S. I feel out of schedule for this story, i am sorry, i was busy as hell. I will compensate you with regular once. I will try at least once a week on this one. 

Felix's POV

The weeks turned into the months of me trying not to get insane from the thoughts of finding him as I trained growing myself into something more solid than a poor little thing of existence that I didn't deserve. Now I was trying to realise that he took care all this time of me and maybe I was the reason he became like that. I was the point that changed him and the blame is me.

I understood that and pushed over the limit, my strength were the legs and shooting now, I was quite an eagle eyed person.

There was more things to feel at this moment.But was I ready to face it all?

Felix wiped the sweat from his brow, his breath coming in heavy gasps as he stood in the middle of the training field. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the ground, but the day's intensity hadn't faded from the air. He had been at it for hours—punching, kicking, sparring, running—anything to push himself beyond his limits. His body screamed for rest, but his mind wouldn't let him stop. Not yet. Not until he became strong enough to face what was coming.

Felix wasn't just training to be better; he was preparing for something much darker. The thought of his fake father—the man who had betrayed him, who had used him—fueled every strike, every drop of sweat that soaked through his shirt. And then there was Hyunjin, lost somewhere out there in the world. Felix didn't know what had happened to him, but he was determined to find out. He had to find him, no matter the cost.

Across the field, V—a seasoned guard and Felix's closest ally in the training camp—watched him with a critical eye. The older man had taken Felix under his wing, teaching him not just how to fight, but how to endure. V was tall, lean, and exuded a calm strength that Felix envied. He had an air of confidence that came from years of experience, and his quiet wisdom had kept Felix going when things felt impossible.

"You're pushing yourself too hard again," V called out, strolling over with an easy grace. He tossed a bottle of water to Felix, who caught it mid-air and downed it without hesitation. "You're strong, Felix. You need to give yourself time to recover."

Felix shook his head, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I can't stop now. Not when I'm this close."

V gave him a long, thoughtful look before sighing. "I get it. You've got that fire in your eyes. I had it too, once. But you'll burn out if you don't pace yourself."

"Burn out or not, I have to be ready. I have to get stronger," Felix muttered, his voice hard, but there was a crack in it. His emotions were bleeding through, the weight of his mission pressing down on him.

V clapped a hand on his shoulder. "You're already stronger than you realize. But strength isn't just about muscles or how hard you can punch someone. It's about knowing when to fight and when to hold back. Revenge can blind you if you're not careful."

Felix clenched his fists, staring at the ground. "I don't care about being careful. That man deserves everything coming to him."

"Maybe," V said, stepping back and giving him space. "But don't lose yourself in the process. Remember, you've got something worth fighting for, not just against. Hyunjin's still out there."

The mention of Hyunjin's name softened Felix's resolve for a moment. His mind flashed to the memories of Hyunjin—their shared laughter, their connection, the love that had been shattered by betrayal and circumstance. He would find him. He had to.