perfect actors|| hyunlix ❀

Chapter 54

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the plain white ceiling of my bedroom. The light streaming through the curtains was brighter than I remembered, too bright, and for a moment, I wondered if it had all been a dream.

But the ache in my chest told me otherwise.

I sat up slowly, running a hand through my hair as the memories came rushing back—Hyunjin's laugh, Felix's teasing smile, the way they'd trusted me, despite everything. It was real. I'd been there.

And now I wasn't.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed, letting them dangle as I stared at the floor. My room looked the same as I'd left it, but everything felt different. I felt different.

My laptop sat on my desk, the screen dark and lifeless. I walked over to it, hesitating for a moment before opening it. My novel was still there, the file exactly where I'd left it. The last chapter stared back at me, unchanged.

But something else had changed.

I opened the comments section, expecting the usual mix of praise and criticism, but what I saw stopped me in my tracks.

"Wow, this story is amazing! The characters feel so real."
"I used to hate Yuri, but now I actually understand her. What a transformation!"
"This is so much more than just a romance. It's beautiful."

The hate comments were gone, replaced by an outpouring of love and appreciation. People were calling my story dimensional, heartfelt, even brilliant.

I blinked, rereading the comments just to be sure I wasn't imagining things.

They'd noticed the changes. The depth I'd added to Yuri, to Hyunjin and Felix, to their relationships and struggles—it had all come through.

But they didn't know the truth.

I closed the laptop, my chest tightening. They didn't know that I hadn't just written those changes—I'd lived them. I'd been there with HyunLix, laughing with them, fighting for them, becoming a part of their world.

And now that world was gone.

I leaned back in my chair, staring up at the ceiling. Part of me wanted to go back, to find a way to return to that world where everything felt so alive. But I knew it wasn't possible.

I didn't belong there.

My phone buzzed on the desk, pulling me out of my thoughts. I picked it up to see an email notification from a producer I'd been corresponding with months ago.

Subject: Let's Make This a Movie.

I clicked on it, scanning the words quickly. The producer loved the revisions I'd made to the story and wanted to sign a deal to adapt it into a movie.

A movie.

I stared at the screen, the words blurring together as tears pricked the corners of my eyes.

They were offering me everything I'd dreamed of. Success, recognition, a chance to see my story come to life on the big screen.

But none of it mattered without them. Without Hyunjin and Felix, without the world I'd left behind.

I wiped my eyes quickly, setting the phone down. This was my reality now. I couldn't go back, and there was no use dwelling on what I'd lost.

Later that day, I walked through the park near my apartment, trying to clear my head. The crisp air and the sound of leaves crunching underfoot were grounding, reminding me that this was my world.

But even here, I couldn't escape the memories.

I thought about the late-night conversations with Felix, the way he'd leaned on me for advice when things got tough. I thought about Hyunjin's quiet strength, the way he'd always been the first to break the tension with a joke or a smile.

I missed them.

But they weren't real.

At least, that's what I kept telling myself.

I stopped by a bench, sat down and pulling my notebook out of my bag. It was my safe space, the place where all my ideas came to life. But as I stared at the blank page, I realized I no longer knew what to write.

How could I create something new when part of me still felt like I belonged in the old story?

I sighed, closing the notebook and leaning back against the bench. Maybe I didn't need to create something new. Maybe it was enough to bring that story to life in a different way.

The movie deal wasn't just an opportunity—it was a second chance. A chance to share the world I'd lived in, the people I'd loved, with an audience who could fall in love with them too.

That evening, I signed the contract.

As I scrolled through the terms, my heart felt heavy, but there was a flicker of hope too. This wasn't just about me anymore. It was about Hyunjin and Felix, about their journey, about everything we'd been through together.

I couldn't control their world anymore. I couldn't go back.

But I could make sure their story was told the way it deserved to be.

When I sent the signed contract back, I sat back in my chair, exhaling slowly. The ache in my chest hadn't disappeared, but it was bearable now.

Maybe this was enough.

The next morning, I woke up feeling lighter. There was still so much to do—meetings with the producer, casting decisions, script revisions—but for the first time, I felt ready.

HyunLix's world wasn't mine anymore, but that didn't mean I had to let it go completely.

I picked up my pen, flipping open my notebook to a fresh page.

And I started to write.

maybe...

 I can write my own Perfect Drama now.

thank you...

for being the Perfect Characters that helped me regain the laughter I lost.

Thank you...

for being the 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘀.

                                                                  𝒫ℯ𝓇𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝒜𝒸𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓈      

                                                                        THE END.

A/n 

thank you for checking out this story!! please read the thank you note as well!! and I am so so sooo proud of this story because I really liked how it played out in my imagination. Last of all, thank you so much for your comments and your votes!!

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