(You are Felix) Felix and Hyunjin had always been rivals. Both came from wealthy families, but while Hyunjin had loving parents, Felix lived in fear. His parents were abusive, punishing him for any failure. No one knew the truth—his bruises hidden under makeup and long sleeves, his pain buried beneath a forced smile.

At school, Felix was admired, seen as perfect. He carried himself with confidence, but it was all an act. Hyunjin saw him only as competition, someone to surpass. When Hyunjin was announced as the top student, beating Felix, he smirked in victory. But for Felix, second place wasn’t just a disappointment—it was a death sentence. That night, he suffered a brutal beating from his father, his mother’s cold words cutting just as deep.

The next morning, Felix was exhausted, bruised, and barely holding himself together. His eyes were red from crying, his body aching with every step. Yet, he had no choice but to go to school and pretend everything was fine.

As he entered the building, Hyunjin was waiting for him by the lockers, arms crossed, a smug grin on his face. "Looks like I’m the best after all. Second place suits you, Felix."

Felix froze. The words echoed the torment of the night before. His father’s fists, his mother’s disappointment—it all came rushing back. His breath hitched, and before he could stop it, tears spilled down his cheeks.

Hyunjin’s smirk faded. He had expected a comeback, not this. Not tears. Not this raw, unfiltered pain. For the first time, he saw Felix not as a rival, but as something fragile, something broken. And for once, Hyunjin didn’t know what to say.