"I can't keep doing this with you, Felix!" You shout, tears in your eyes. Your fingers gripped at your hair while you fight with your boyfriend for the tenth time just that week.

"Then what do you want, Ana?" Felix shouted back and at this point you knew that the boys would be able to hear you from their own dorms just next door. "All we do is fight! If it's not one thing, it's another!"

"That's not my fault!" You shout.

"It's never your fucking fault!" Felix spits back loudly. "You have to cancel our date because of some last minute schedule you could've said no to. But it's not your fault. You stay late at the studio because you're having trouble with chord progression on your new song and refuse to accept help. But it's not your fault. You–"

"Screw you, Felix." You seeth through clenched teeth. "You know how hard it is to be an idol."

"Yeah. I do. But I don't let it take over my entire fucking life like you do." Felix shoots back, anger in his eyes. "I never fucking see you anymore. We live together and people at the company see you more than I do!"