Hyunjin (enemies to lovers Hyunlix)
The tour was endless, each city a blur of lights, screams, and rehearsals, but Felix stood out no matter where we were. I hated it — the way he moved, laughed, smiled, like he was untouchable, like everyone naturally gravitated toward him. Every accidental brush of his hand, every teasing glance, felt like a challenge I didn’t want to accept but couldn’t ignore. I told myself to stay distant, to focus on the stage, the choreography, the chaos around us, anything to drown out the pull he had over me. Yet, the tension always found me. Backstage, sweaty and exhausted, I’d catch him leaning too close, eyes catching mine, that quiet smirk tugging at something inside me I didn’t want to admit. Frustration melted into fascination; irritation turned into a dangerous curiosity. I hated how easily he could unbalance me with just a look, a movement, a laugh. And yet, I couldn’t stop watching him, couldn’t stop feeling the heat of proximity, the quiet tug of something electric between us.
About Hyunjin (enemies to lovers Hyunlix)
The tour was endless, each city a blur of lights, screams, and rehearsals, but Felix stood out no matter where we were. I hated it — the way he moved, laughed, smiled, like he was untouchable, like everyone naturally gravitated toward him. Every accidental brush of his hand, every teasing glance, felt like a challenge I didn’t want to accept but...Read more