The practice room in the music building was a small, soundproof sanctuary, its walls lined with faded acoustic panels and a single window letting in the fading afternoon light.
Felix sat at the piano, his fingers ghosting over the keys without pressing down.
His notebook lay open beside him, the lyrics to “Deep End” scrawled in messy ink:
“I’m sinking in the deep end
I’ll just try to cry myself to sleep…”
The words stared back at him, a reminder of the secret that was no longer his.
Since Jisung’s accidental upload, the song had spread across campus, its raw honesty fueling whispers and speculation.
Felix’s heart felt like an open wound, exposed to every passing glance.
He’d spent the day dodging Hyunjin, skipping their shared music theory class and avoiding the quad where their paths might cross.
But the music building was their shared territory, a place where memories lingered like dust in the air—Hyunjin leaning against the piano, sketching while Felix played, their laughter filling the room.
Now, the space felt suffocating, the silence heavy with the weight of “Deep End” and the truth it carried.
The door swung open, and Felix’s breath hitched.
Hyunjin stood in the doorway, his dark hair falling into his eyes, a paint-splattered jacket slung over his shoulder.
His expression was stormy, a mix of anger and something deeper, something that made Felix’s chest ache.
“We need to talk,” Hyunjin said, his voice low but sharp, closing the door behind him." And this time don't run in between of the Convo"
The click echoed like a gunshot in the small room.
Felix’s hands dropped from the keys, his jaw tightening.
“There’s nothing to say,” he said, his voice colder than he felt.
He stood, grabbing his notebook, but Hyunjin stepped forward, blocking his path.
“You wrote a song about me,” Hyunjin said, his eyes flashing. “You put it out there for everyone to hear, painting me as some heartless bastard. ‘Now you’re filled with nothing but conceit’? Is that what you think of me, Felix?”
Felix’s heart stuttered, the lyric cutting deeper in Hyunjin’s voice. He clutched his notebook like a shield, his knuckles white. “As I have said before you weren’t supposed to hear it,” he snapped, his voice shaking. “No one was. It was private, Hyunjin. But you—you don’t get to be mad about this. You left me. You walked away and let me drown.”
Hyunjin’s face twisted, anger flaring.
“Drown? You think you’re the only one who suffered? You turned our breakup into a public spectacle, Felix. You made me the villain, like I just threw you away for no reason.” He stepped closer, his voice rising. “Do you know how it feels to hear my mistakes sung back to me? ‘You’d always read my text .And ghost me like you wanted me gone…’ I didn’t want you gone, Felix. I never did.”
Felix’s laugh was bitter, sharp enough to cut.
“Then why did you leave?” he shouted, his voice cracking. “You ghosted me, Hyunjin. One day we’re planning our future, and the next you’re gone, no explanation, no goodbye. I was begging you to stay, and you just—”
His voice broke, the memory flooding back: the rain-soaked night outside his dorm, Hyunjin’s back turned, his footsteps fading into the storm.
“Please stop this pain
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Deep End
Romance"𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧?" Felix Lee's just another music major trying to survive college - except his heart's still stuck on the boy who broke it. When his secret song, "Deep End," - wr...
