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Felix stood at the doorway, watching as raindrops trickled down the glass, mirroring the tears he hadn’t allowed himself to shed. The cold air seeped through the cracks, but it didn’t faze him. Hyunjin had been gone for days, without a word, without an explanation. It gnawed at Felix, a deep ache that settled in his chest, leaving him restless and confused.
He couldn’t take it anymore. Felix grabbed his jacket, slipped into his shoes and stepped out into the downpour. The winter air bit at his skin, but he barely felt it. The only thing that mattered was getting answers knowing why Hyunjin had pulled away so suddenly. They had shared so much, and now it felt like everything was slipping through his fingers.
There was a spot, their spot, where they’d spent countless nights together. The café by the river. Felix knew that’s where Hyunjin would be. His feet carried him there, faster with every step, the rain drenching him, but it still couldn’t wash away the dread building inside him.
When Felix reached the café, he paused, heart hammering in his chest. Through the large windows, he spotted Hyunjin sitting alone, staring at the cup in front of him, lost in thought. There was no warmth in his posture, no trace of the affection Felix had grown to expect. Swallowing hard, Felix pushed the door open and stepped inside.
“Hyunjin…” Felix’s voice wavered as he approached the table. Hyunjin’s eyes flicked up, and in that moment, Felix saw it—the change. The spark that had once been there was gone.
“Felix.” Hyunjin’s voice was flat, and distant, as if Felix were just another person. Not the man he’d spent months with, not the man he’d shared secrets and laughter with.
Felix sat down, trembling, unsure of what to say. He searched Hyunjin’s face, desperate for some sign, some explanation. But all he found was cold indifference.
“You’ve been gone for days,” Felix whispered. “I didn’t know where you were. I… I thought something happened.”
Hyunjin sighed, setting his cup down with a soft clink. “Felix, there’s something we need to talk about.”
Felix’s heart dropped at those words. He’d been dreading this conversation, and yet, hearing it out loud made it all the more real. “Talk about what?” he asked, though deep down, he already knew.
“This,” Hyunjin gestured between them. “Us.”
“What about us?” Felix asked, his voice breaking. His chest tightened, the words becoming harder to get out. “Hyunjin, if I did something wrong, just tell me. I’ll fix it, I swear.”
Hyunjin shook his head, his expression unreadable. “It’s not about you doing something wrong, Felix. It’s about me. I’ve changed.”
“Changed?” Felix echoed, blinking in disbelief. “What do you mean? You don’t feel the same anymore?”
Hyunjin’s gaze hardened, and Felix felt the weight of his words before he even said them. “I don’t want this anymore. I don’t want us.”
Felix’s breath hitched, the air around him suddenly too thick, suffocating. “You… you don’t mean that. You can’t.”
“I do,” Hyunjin replied, his voice as cold as the rain outside. “I’m sorry, but it’s over. We need to forget about each other.”
The finality of it crashed over Felix like a tidal wave. He felt himself slipping, unable to process the enormity of what Hyunjin was saying. “Forget? How can you just forget? After everything, after all we’ve been through?”
Hyunjin didn’t flinch. “We agreed from the start that if this didn’t work, we wouldn’t drag it out. I’m just doing what’s best for both of us.”
“What’s best?” Felix repeated, his voice rising in disbelief. “Best for who? For you? Because this—this doesn’t feel like what’s best for me.”
“I’m not going to argue with you, Felix,” Hyunjin said, leaning back in his chair. “I’m telling you how I feel. I don’t want to hurt you, but it’s better if we end things now.”
Felix stared at him, feeling the sting of betrayal sharper than any physical pain. He wanted to shout, to scream, to demand that Hyunjin take it all back, that he couldn’t just throw away what they had. But the words wouldn’t come. All he could do was sit there, trembling, the weight of Hyunjin’s rejection crushing him.
“I loved you,” Felix whispered, his voice barely audible. “I still do.”
Hyunjin’s face softened for a brief moment, but then the cold mask returned. “I’m sorry, Felix. I don’t feel the same anymore.”
Tears welled in Felix’s eyes, blurring his vision. “Was it all a lie then? Everything we had?”
“No,” Hyunjin said quietly. “It was real. But it’s over now.”
Felix stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. He couldn’t sit there any longer, couldn’t bear to hear another word. His heart was in pieces, and all he wanted was to escape before it shattered completely.
“Goodbye, Hyunjin,” Felix whispered, his voice breaking as he turned and walked out into the rain.
As he stepped outside, the rain hit his skin, cold and relentless, but it was nothing compared to the pain inside. The memories of their time together flashed through his mind the laughter, the late night talks, the moments of tenderness that now felt so distant.
The rain mixed with his tears, and Felix realized that no amount of rain from the sky could match the flood inside him. He had lost Hyunjin, and with that, he had lost a part of himself.
But even as the tears fell, he refused to look back. Hyunjin had made his choice, and Felix would have to live with it, no matter how much it hurt.