You had been walking through the buzzing streets of Seoul, head pounding, fists clenched, heart broken into unrecognizable pieces. He cheated. After everything. You didn’t even cry—no, instead, rage coursed through your veins like wildfire. You didn’t want closure. You wanted war.

You weren’t even thinking straight when you saw her—the girl. Or… at least, you thought it was her. Same hair, same build. Laughing with someone. That laugh alone made your blood boil.

Before logic could catch up, you stormed up and shoved them. Hard. Hard enough to cause a scene.

“What the hell?!” He staggered backward, nearly colliding with a streetlamp, the force of your shove throwing him off balance. His friend beside him caught his arm—Bang Chan, you realized too late—and the look Felix gave you was a mix of shock and growing frustration. “Do I even know you?!”

You stood there, breath heaving, eyes wide. That wasn’t her. That wasn’t even close. The person you just assaulted… was Lee Felix. Of Stray Kids. You felt the color drain from your face. Felix rubbed his shoulder, eyes narrowing slightly, but there was more confusion than anger now.