《ρυℓѕє; chanlix. [BOOK ONE] ✓》XVIIII
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*a week later*
Chan strode down the busy streets of his city, softly humming 'Don't Wanna Cry' by Seventeen to himself. He liked to do this once in a while, just to clear his mind from all the pressure and stress put on him to create music and study at the same time. But he was okay with it, because of his wonderful family and friends. Especially Felix, ever since he had entered Chan's life, he had brought pleasure into it.
Although Felix had some serious issues(let's be honest here), Chan didn't care. All he craved day and night was the younger's touch- besides chicken, of course. The pair had become close to best friends in less than a week. Chan, however, had discrete feelings of wanting more from him. It was getting harder and harder to ignore them, and he found it strange how he was constantly missing Felix when he wasn't around.
He remembered to look both ways before crossing, and began to step off of the concrete sidewalk. What he didn't notice was a car beginning to speed uncontrollablyin his direction. Chan was lost in his own mind, tilting his head down at his phone to reply to a text.
I flailed my arms like a child and I hopped onto my full sized bed, ready for a midday nap. I had stayed up most of my week studying for school, having to deal with extreme stress, which led to anxiety, which led to bursting into tears at totally random moments. It had a been a really long seven days, and I was ready to spend my whole Saturday cuddled up in blankets watching Netflix.
Right as I landed in the center of my blankets with an "umph", my phone began to ring from the other side of the room.
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"Nooooooo!" I groaned. Lazily, I dragged myself away from my bed, and slid the green button to answer.
"Hey, Channie hyung! What's up?"
My eyes widened as the voice coming from the other line wasn't Chan.
"What? An accident? Is he okay?" I began to nibble on my nail worriedly.
"Yes, yes. I'll be right there. Thank you." I slowly flipped my phone face down on my desk and froze, not daring to move. The second I reacted to the blurriness and ringing in my ears, I tripped and collapsed to the floor wordlessly.
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